The God of Time shook his head, the pointer in his left eye spinning wildly as if seeing the future, and said, "A new generation of Divine King will only be born among the five supreme rules: life, death, time, space, and destiny, but we Five Supreme Gods cannot distinguish victory or defeat; no one can kill another."
"But we must try, mustn't we?" The God of Life smiled slightly.
"How to try?" Huang Yi, holding the Reaper's Scythe, asked on behalf of the billions of souls fused within him.
"It's simple; each of us will take turns enduring the combined attacks of the other four. Whoever survives is eligible to move to the next step." The God of Space spoke, hands folded behind his back, appearing ready for the others' assault, arrogantly saying, "Let me begin! Feel free to attack me."
The God of Time shook his head with a sigh: "This is a waste of time!"
With that, he casually waved at the God of Space!
