What made them feel even more eerie was that the seniors had clearly already paid a price.
Yet, an endless stream of Evil Spirits and Sons of God still rushed into that beam of light like they were possessed, offering themselves up for death.
"That is one of the Mother Goddess's billion tongues."
Heavenly Tathagata fell silent for a moment, then spoke with some difficulty,
"It might be slightly moistening, which should also be a sign that it is about to speak."
"That light is a deadly foe of foes to us, the Sons of God of the Evil God."
"Even without the coercive consciousness of the Mother Goddess, in the face of that light, the Sons of God of the Evil God and the Evil Spirits would throw themselves into it like moths to a flame, offering themselves up."
"This is an instinct deeply embedded in us, the Sons of God of the Evil God."
"Even that old lion is suffering in endurance."
