Until this moment, the flames in the Skull Giant's eyes flickered fiercely. He looked at He Ao, and a thunderous roar echoed in the dense fog, "You know more than I anticipated."
"No, it's far too little." He Ao struggled to maintain his posture and stood up. The moment he pulled out the Crack Spear in his hand, it collapsed with a bang and scattered into loose cracks before being swallowed by the surrounding space-time.
At this time, this slight difference in intelligence recognition was almost the gap between life and death.
However, some intelligence is probed through life-threatening risks.
He gazed at the Skull Giant, at the slender line connecting the Skull Giant to the Skull Throne behind him, and asked softly, "Does your power come from the Netherworld?"
The Skull Giant himself could not be a Usurper God, otherwise, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble; he could just descend as a divine mechanism.
