Demeter's extraordinarily beautiful face was filled with shock and anger at Chronos, that guy.
Initially, Typhon caused great damage to Mount Olympus, but who would have thought even Typhon has now aligned with the Roman faction?
"Die, all of you!"
Even the most gentle Demeter could not refrain from acting at this moment.
In the next instant, tens of thousands of beams of light green divine skills traversed the skies.
Where they passed, whether beast or divine monster, once hit, their life force was directly deprived.
Like the withering plants.
She could enrich the land, cause plants to flourish, grains to abound, or make the earth wither, all things decay, and not a blade of grass grow.
"Continue!"
Seeing this, Typhon merely roared endlessly; death could not stop the beasts' instinct to hunt.
They were dominated by Typhon's divinity, reduced to puppets of feeding and slaughter.
