These beings have lived too long, killed too many, their hearts have long gone cold.
They abandoned everything, just to exist for themselves.
Pangu Brain snorted coldly: "You filthy insect from the gutter, your death is of no consequence."
In the blink of an eye, the two sides clashed like water and fire.
Mountain rocks crumbled, fierce winds howled, Pangu Brain, after so many years, possessed extraordinary strength, holding his own against many, even gaining the upper hand!
Yet there were followers whose hearts remained warm, vaguely looking up at the sky, gazing at the barren Beautiful New World, suddenly screaming hysterically: "This step is definitely wrong! You said the New World is the homeland, now what has it become!!"
"You shouldn't sacrifice the New World... Everything I have is there!"
"Since that's the case, don't blame us."
His tone turned eerie, closing his eyes: "Die then, kill then, what's it matter to me how the world ends up!"
"Do whatever you want!"
