The hundred-meter-wide circular area plowed through by the divine blade was so clean, it looked as if someone had erased it with an eraser.
All the North American players stared blankly at the scene, then instinctively looked toward the other end of the battlefield, where a crimson afterimage was charging forward madly.
For a moment, they had no idea who to cheer for.
"Crazy... they're all crazy..."
Scott muttered to himself. He felt as though his brain could no longer keep up.
One was a berserker clad in a demigod artifact, treating the battlefield like a racetrack and stomping Epic bosses to death with his feet.
The other was a guardian god in Holy Spirit form. He stood in place and merely waved his hand, blasting the entire map clean.
What the hell was there left to bet on?!
This was a clash between gods!
Kevin pushed up his glasses and quickly opened the Points Leaderboard.
The next second, his pupils suddenly contracted.
[War Ladder Leaderboard] [First Place: Dragon Soaring World (War Apostle) - 141,450 points] [Second Place: Roderick (Holy Spirit) - 67,880 points] [Third Place: Leon (Holy Spirit) - 55,700 points]
"It... it went up by thirty thousand!" Kevin's voice trembled.
Just now, Roderick's move, "Faith Judgment · Hail," had directly brought him an explosive gain of more than thirty thousand points!
That number had instantly pulled him from over thirty thousand to over sixty thousand!
Although there was still an enormous gap between him and the first-place Dragon Soaring World, this at least proved that their leader now had the strength to fight!
"Holy crap! The boss is awesome!"
"Go, boss! Show him what we North American players can do!"
The silent North American player ranks instantly erupted in earth-shaking cheers.
Hope had been rekindled!