"We're still at war, quiet down, the time for avenging our fallen comrades has come!"
"Aoo ao o!"
As the two sides converged, the enemy was virtually doomed, just waiting for time to pass as they were captured and annihilated one by one.
"Doo whoo!"
A muffled sound suddenly echoed from the sky, causing everyone on the battlefield to groan involuntarily.
Trickles of blood seeped from their mouths.
The sun in the sky writhed madly, then it fully contracted and compressed.
The silver sun disappeared.
The will of the deep light appeared once again.
The battlefield plunged into darkness, but the will of the deep light in the sky continued to replace the sun's role.
Yet the brightness grew increasingly blinding.
He now exuded endless might, the fierce pressure bearing down on everyone on the battlefield, including his followers.
One could feel his boundless anger from the intensity of the pressure.
And in his hand, he clutched a corpse.
