There were eight demons that did not fear holy light. Under Malthus's command, they frenziedly besieged Bris.
"How is this possible? Why are there demons that don't fear holy light? What exactly are they? And what are you, human? This is impossible, impossible..." Bris felt his faith crumbling.
Muddy Wine transformed into a hundred-meter-tall sacred giant, holy light gleaming across his body. The fifty-meter holy light greatsword in his hand slashed down on Bris again and again.
Surrounded by eight demons, Bris had no way to dodge. Relying on the treasures covering his body, he withstood seven strikes from the greatsword. When the eighth slash fell, his entire body was shattered.
Bris was dead!
Lu Yang flew to Muddy Wine's side and said excitedly, "So strong!"
Muddy Wine had the eight demons return to the other dimension and sighed. "The Holy King's methods are incredible, Boss. I've really grown stronger."
Lu Yang nodded and said, "Let's go check on the other brothers."
No amount of training could compare to actual combat. Since advancing to a lower god, Muddy Wine had never fought a high-level powerhouse. After this battle, it could be confirmed that he was capable of defeating an ordinary upper god in a one-on-one fight.
Lu Yang felt slightly relieved and flew with Muddy Wine into Madrid's urban district. By then, the battle within the city was basically over as well.
No matter how the entire Holy Mark Tribe burned their divine souls, they could only perish resentfully upon this land beneath the slaughter of the Dance of the Time-Space Elves.
"Over six hundred thousand Holy Mark Tribe warriors..." The Blazing Demon God could not help shaking his head. Once one of the foremost battle races of the Otherworld, they had been exterminated just like that.
The Void God