His eyes lit up, and he increased his strength, attempting to hang this so-called god alive!
Your Angel Envoys are all dead.
Why don't you die sooner too?
The face of the Divine Race became increasingly livid, more and more unsightly.
This process lasted a full seventeen minutes.
...
Chen Mang kept staring unblinkingly at the scene on the screen.
At that moment—
"Boom!!!"
A thunderous clap erupted suddenly, and the boundless black clouds above began to flash with lightning and thunder and turned red.
And the Constant Star Train already flying outside the planet showed.
Around the debris of this planet, countless pieces of "Red Star Nebula" had appeared at some point, as if the universe was crying.
And that god's head had been completely torn off, falling to the ground and rolling into a corner.
The god...
Did he really die?
"Really dead?"
