Destiny's expression was extremely grim. Naturally, he knew something about the personalities of the two Demon Gods, Light and Dark.
Although he was displeased by their act of desertion, there was nothing he could do about it.
But what right did that damned Hongjun have not to participate? Back then, in Chaos, he had merely been a weak Demon God ranked near the bottom.
By sheer luck, he had obtained some Fortune in the Great Wilderness World, allowing him to join the ranks of the top Demon Gods.
In this battle, the two sides were allies. Now that they were about to face Styx's ultimate Judgment, that fellow Hongjun actually still dared to hide in the shadows.
Could it be that he was still dreaming of sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight? Even Destiny's indifferent temperament found it somewhat laughable.
Once they all perished, how could a scoundrel like Hongjun possibly gain any advantage from Styx?
He was afraid that by then, Hongjun would not even be able to escape. Destiny knew all too well just how terrifying an expert of Styx's level was.
Just as the thoughts of the three top Chaos Demon Gods raced, the three attacks that contained all their strength were already closing in on Styx.
The result... was just as they had imagined... and even more brutal than they had anticipated.
As that world-destroying offensive was about to descend, Styx merely raised the "Judgment" in his hand slightly.
There was no earth-shaking sound, nor any dazzling, blinding radiance.
He simply raised it lightly, then swung it forward with effortless ease.
It was as if an ordinary martial artist were practicing a basic chop that he had performed tens of millions of times. Everything appeared so plain and unadorned.
Yet the instant Judgment