Slaying God!

In the sky, one Verdict of Truth after another swam continuously along the enormous circular magnetic field like fish.

Then—

These cone-shaped rockets carried long trails of flame, turning into Cross Bright Stars shining in the night sky. At a terrifying speed of Mach 1.5, they broke the sound barrier and shot downward.

They had barely ignited before they came howling in, smashing viciously onto the God of Opera's head.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amid thunderous roars that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth, one blinding blazing white sphere after another suddenly lit up in midair, turning the black night into broad daylight.

Evan's tactic was simple: if he could not beat a demigod, he would drag it into the field where he excelled most and blast it to death with his abundant reserves of firepower!

Although the incarnation of the true god Six-Winged Angel, the ceiling of power in the Material World, could casually destroy Oceanic Secret Treasures—

Just as the Prosperity Angel at her peak had shattered Sirius's Wrath of the Ocean Horn with a single finger—

Evan did not know whether this true god incarnation, battered and broken by the Tulip Bubble, could still accomplish that now. But an ordinary demigod clearly could not.

At this moment, although the God of Opera could use his extraordinary status to resist the sealing effects of the Oceanic Secret Treasure to a certain extent, he was still far from completely immune.

Moreover, Purcell had only ascended as a new god during the Renaissance, and after falling, he had endured several centuries of sealing. Calling him the weakest among demigods would not have been an exaggeration.

Now, he could only grit his teeth and endure the all-encompassing seal and the bombardment that bled him dry every second, desperately trying to rush