On the battlefield of the Exiled Land, more and more gods from the Ancient God Pantheon had completely perished.
As the number of remaining ancient gods dwindled, their situation became increasingly dire.
At this moment, Blayd, the Blood God, let out an enraged roar.
"Why? Why must you new gods push us to the brink of extinction?"
In fact, Blayd had already realized that the situation on the battlefield was collapsing completely.
The old friends he had once known were all falling one by one.
In just a few short minutes, more than three gods from the Ancient God Pantheon had already perished in this battle.
The remaining few, though still alive, were on the verge of dying.
Their combat strength had fallen to less than a third of their peak form.
At this moment, the gods of the Ancient God Pantheon were under the greatest pressure they had ever faced.
If this continued, the legacy of the Ancient God Pantheon might very well disappear completely.
