Now, the final part of fate descends!
At the moment Publius lost his divine power, Huai Shi felt a tangible killing intent.
From Publius, no, from the God.
The heavens unleash a killing intent, altering stars and shifting constellations!
At this moment, above his head, the darkness of the cosmos seemed to descend with the stars, an invisible and intangible force pressing heavily on Huai Shi's soul.
Almost enough to cause his consciousness to collapse.
In the palm of Publius, the swirling vortex of flames burned even more fiercely, aimed at Huai Shi, the endless glow surrounding it, rendering death both exquisite and splendid.
"You are indeed the anomaly He Di spoke of, Huai Shi."
The God high in the sky looked down, gazing at the ants below: "Therefore, I will spare no effort to utterly eliminate you!"
On the cracked earth, Huai Shi gasped for breath, clenching Seishui, maintaining his composure against the terrifying pressure.
Yet he couldn't even stand up.
