"At last, it's about to descend. Do you have any idea how expensive my acting fees are after putting on this show for so long?"
Andrew looked thoroughly disgusted. Constantly holding back was exhausting, okay? If he hadn't wanted to see Chthon and the others' horrified expressions, he would never have put this much effort into it.
Of course, he was also doing this to hide his strength, so Chthon and the others would not think too highly of themselves.
"Great Demon God, descend."
Chthon knew none of that. He raised both hands and shouted excitedly. The altar suddenly shook, releasing a mass of Black Light that formed a vague, indistinct figure in the air.
Though indistinct, it carried endless majesty. The moment it appeared, every human fighting below began to tremble, not even daring to look up at the sky.
This was a trace of divine consciousness from Chthon, the Multiversal Entity Great Demon God. Such majesty was only natural. If God Andrew's Brand appeared in this world, every human in the world could be made to kneel simultaneously.
Knowing he could not remain for long, the Great Demon God immediately raised his hand. The Remains of the Sea Goddess on the leaders of the Six Great Powers all flew into the air and rapidly merged together.
General Ross and the others tried to stop it, but they could not do anything. Their Trump Card had been effortlessly snatched away.
Of course, no one cared about General Ross and the others now. The Sea Goddess was about to be resurrected, and the battle was about to enter an entirely different level. General Ross and the others' importance had been reduced infinitely.
"It's going to succeed."
Both Chthon and the King of Negativity were very excited. The King of Negativity