At this moment, the Ancient Gods moved, and ten people simultaneously extended their right hands, erupting with brilliant golden light.
"Kill!"
A low roar sounded like thunder.
Crack~
Rumble~
A dull sound emerged from within the Creator God's body.
The Creator God's expression twisted instantly.
"You... have placed a curse in the soul of the Divine Abomination?!"
The Ancient God sneered slightly.
"Even the Plane Will has abandoned you, choosing to seal you... how could we not be prepared?"
The Creator God coldly snorted, and the chains on his body made a crisp friction sound.
He reached his right hand towards his chest, crack~ directly inserting it, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
His body seemed fictional, directly extracting that strange aura from within.
Dark, twisted, like an octopus writhing, and at this time, countless fear-inducing factors were still entangled with him.
