"I have no desire to kill, yet always there are those who force my hand!" Wang Ming sighed, shaking his head as he stood surrounded by over a dozen Dimensional Fiendgods.
"Hahaha!!!! Who could you possibly kill? You and we are opponents of the exact same tier, don't make us laugh ourselves to death."
A Dimensional Fiendgod sneered.
The moment his words fell, the rest of the Dimensional Fiendgods instantly began to laugh as well. In their eyes, victory in this battle was absolute, with not the slightest possibility of any accident occurring.
Wang Ming swept his gaze across the surrounding dimensions and slowly spoke, "Since you want me to display slaughter, I shall grant your wish."
The next instant,
a golden-yellow greatspear left his hand, spanned the distance, and instantly reached the connection between the dimensional space and the world.
"Crack!"
The spatial barrier shattered instantly.
"What?" the Dimensional Fiendgod who had just sneered at Wang Ming cried out in shock.
Boom!!!!!
"Damn it!" that nameless Dimensional Fiendgod cursed, raising a barrier with trembling hands to withstand the penetration of that spear.
"He actually locked onto me first! Does he think I'm an easy target!" the Dimensional Fiendgod cursed and muttered.
Just as the Dimensional Fiendgod wanted to continue cursing, an armored man appeared atop the golden greatspear.
The man's physique was not particularly towering, nor were the muscles on his body exceptionally developed. It was a physique of an envious, perfect proportion, with his musculature and constitution in extreme coordination.
His normal human-sized form appeared exceedingly insignificant among these bizarrely shaped Dimensional Fiendgods.
Yet,
not a single person doubted the formidable power contained within that body.
The greatspear was gripped in the man's left hand, and without the slightest hesitation, he casually hurled it toward a certain direction