"Ka, ka ka ka ka ka...!"
The giant Netherworld Gate slowly opened a rift.
The breath of Death poured out from it!
The forces of hell and the undead were not in complete conflict; under the fusion power of the God's Eye, they formed a strange coexistence. The aura of death spread rapidly, combining with the Origin Power to corrode and dissolve the periphery.
The sacred domain defense circle, jointly condensed by the God Clan, rapidly retreated!
Fang Heng's figure was already hidden within the dense red-black fog.
Huh?
Looking closely, within the dense black aura of death, faint shadows could be seen.
They were the Gods of the Underworld!
Patrick's eyes showed a serious expression as he shouted sharply, "Retreat first!"
"Boom! Boom boom!!!"
Just as the words fell, the true fists of the God Demon broke through the two Hell Gates on the left and right, rushing toward the two nearest members of the God Clan with a boom!
"Fall back!!"
