The next moment, He rushed into the battlefield at supersonic speed, like a red-hot blade piercing through butter; nothing could stand in His way.
Countless soldiers couldn't even react.
Either blown away by the gale stirred up or scared to death by the overwhelming Divine Power.
A self-propelled gun was just about to fire, when in a blink, an enormous figure rapidly enlarged before their eyes, then with a "boom", countless metal parts, mixed with severed limbs and tattered cloth, flew into the sky.
He didn't expend any more Divine Power.
In this barren land devoid of the slightest trace of faith, without the enhancement of the Domain of Faith, His Divine Power significantly weakened, and its loss accelerated.
Luckily,
He didn't even need to expend Divine Power. The human army was strong yet fragile; once he broke through, the whole army would collapse.
He didn't notice a figure coming towards Him with light steps, swiftly approaching.
