"My turn."
Qin Chuan lifted his foot, moving so fast that he did not even leave a temporal afterimage behind.
Bang!
A heavy kick slammed solidly into the chin of the War Main God, the muffled sound of shattering bone drowning out even the thunder in the sky.
The War Main God's massive physique was sent directly spinning twice in mid-air, nearly dropping the cross heavy sword in his hand.
Yet Qin Chuan had no intention of letting him go just like that.
Leveraging the momentum of his descent, Qin Chuan reached out with his left hand and grabbed two of the thickest, pure white wings on the War Main God's back.
"What are you doing?!" The War Main God turned pale with fright, an intense wave of pain surging into his heart alongside the loss of his origin essence.
Qin Chuan's gaze remained calm, the power in his hand erupting violently as the Myriad Creation Authority operated in reverse.
Rip!
Amidst an extremely piercing tearing sound, those two wings representing the station of a main god were ripped out straight from the roots by Qin Chuan!
Dark golden divine blood gushed wildly from the fracture like a fountain, scattering all over half of the ruins.
A piercing, miserable scream echoed through the North American War Zone.
The War Main God resembled an out-of-control meteorite as he crashed heavily into the ground, gouging a bottomless giant pit out of the already battered earth.
Carrying two bleeding wings that were still dripping with blood, Qin Chuan leisurely dropped back down beside Night Cherry Tangle.
"This stuff has decent material." Qin Chuan weighed the wings in his hand. "A solidified product of extremely high-purity divine origin. It'll be just right to forge a pair of wing equipment to boost speed."
Night Cherry