This was a soul-stirring sight.
The Goddess of War towered over heaven and earth, her long hair streaming with the red silk, heavenly might vast and mighty.
The giant blade linking heaven and earth glowed crimson, like a blazing flame shot down from a lofty God's Altar, burning toward the battlefield the Goddess of War was about to trample and conquer.
Yet the finishing touch of the entire scene was neither god nor blade.
It was the Tiny Human Race standing beneath the blade tip.
His soul trembled.
Yet his body stood ramrod straight.
He raised his head and met the god's eyes directly, without yielding an inch.
Master Nuying remained expressionless as she looked down upon the unyielding life beneath her feet, then suddenly reached one hand to the side.
"Whoosh~"
Divine Blood scattered.
Though Master Nuying was clearly an illusory phantom, she used Divine Power to summon enormous, searing blood droplets.
Heaven and earth fell utterly silent.
Within that silence, one human and one god seemed to reach some sort of agreement.
"Drip~"
The first drop of Divine Blood struck the ground, and both sides moved at once.
Lu Ran abruptly shifted sideways, raising one hand toward Master Nuying.
North Wind Divine Technique · North Wind Roar!
God, you are far too proud. Have a taste of the Tiny Human Race's opening blow, will you?
Lu Ran's expression changed!
A violent gale should have risen, and a rapidly spinning tornado should have engulfed Master Nuying's phantom.
But Lu Ran failed to cast the technique.
Not only that!
To his shock, the Water Flow Armor covering his body shattered and dispersed the instant the Divine Blood touched the ground.
The root cause of it all was that the vast Divine Power within Lu Ran had fallen silent.
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