Cubitros had only noticed it a little too late, yet the other side had already spread to such an extent, causing the tribe to erupt in screams of agony.
They were too evil, too malicious. Their infection had lurked in secret, and the instant it erupted, vast numbers of his people had fallen.
Even Nars, the woman he loved most, who had reached the peak of godhood, had been ruthlessly plotted against. Bang! He crushed those tiny infectious worm-like bacteria in his grip, his voice filled with fury like a volcano about to erupt. "These hateful worms can only ambush beings at the level of Heavenly Emperors!"
"Even a Heavenly Emperor, as long as they are cautious, would never let such weak insects burrow through their skin. Against gods, they would find it almost impossible to invade."
He suddenly fell silent. Yet the other side had used a scheme to ambush Nars, a god-level being.
"Petty fungi, I'll show you what destruction is!!!!"
Cubitros roared at the sky, filled with rage, completely unlike his earlier demeanor.
If he had descended before with the attitude of someone playing through the world, as proud as a higher-dimensional being entering a world of lesser lifeforms, that calmness was now gone. Crash.
Large numbers of infected tribespeople slowly climbed to their feet.
They were all familiar faces, swaying as they lunged at him to kill.
"Orbital Bow!"
His arm bent into a perfect arc. Countless particles spiraled down his arm, accelerating toward his fingertips before firing out violently.
"Three Hundred Billion Rapid Shots!"
Buzz! Digit particles surged from his fingertips, each following a different variable trajectory, instantly blasting through the bodies of those tribespeople.
But something even more terrifying happened.
Those tribespeople swayed back to their feet and continued charging at him, as if