A mountain over three thousand meters tall was gone.
Under Quan Wang: Hand of God, it vanished into thin air.
There was no violent explosion!
No deafening boom.
It had simply—disappeared.
Chu Qing looked at the marks on the ground.
Where the mountain had once stood, there was only a smooth plane like a mirror.
It felt as though someone had used a razor, treated the mountain like a strand of hair, and shaved it off right against the ground.
Then casually tossed away the mountain more than three thousand meters tall.
It was that simple.
"Quan Wang: Hand of God is truly terrifying—far beyond anything I imagined!"
Chu Qing was excited.
A trump card.
This was the real trump card.
"With the Hand of God, I'd like to see whether the Great Terror on the Mythological Path can withstand it."
And this was only the Hand of God before Initiation.
If it became Initiated, how terrifying would it be?
At that moment, he felt that his imagination was somewhat inadequate.
He took a deep breath.
Again and again.
Only then did Chu Qing steady his mind.
"After using the Hand of God once, I have to wait an hour before I can use it again."
"Though the interval is a little long, it's already enough!"
At the very least, Quan Wang: Hand of God was meant to contend against Others and Innate Gods and Demons.
Ordinary enemies were simply unworthy of making him use it.
What was more, such a powerful move could be used once every hour. Aside from consuming a tiny amount of mental visualization to replenish it, there was no other cost.
That was already quite good.
If it could be used together with Beauty's Head, it could give enemies an even bigger surprise.
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