A Strange Visitor

A colossal beast rampaged through the World of Gods.

The beast was enormous beyond measure. Simply stretching out its body was like the combined size of many worlds—terrifyingly vast.

An indescribable aura emanated from its body, rippling in every direction. A single glance was enough to send a shudder through anyone who sensed it, such was its fearsome presence.

The beast slaughtered its way through the World of Gods. Every time it opened its massive jaws, it swallowed gigantic living creatures whole.

The entire Material World trembled.

At this moment, the World of Gods had drawn all its strength to the front lines, where it was taking part in the campaign against the Calamity World.

The World of Gods was indeed powerful and well-endowed with strength, but after mobilizing so much, it had inevitably been left depleted. There was little power remaining anywhere in the world.

At present, there were no more than five Saints in the World of Gods, and each of them had some problem or other. Either they had only recently returned from death and were still in a prolonged period of weakness, or they had been gravely injured on the battlefield and were still recovering.

Otherwise, they could not have withdrawn from the front lines and returned to the World of Gods.

Now, faced with the enormous beast's rampage, they were no match for it.

Standing where they were, the Gods watched the image displayed by the God of Death and understood the situation all too well.

The beast was enormous beyond measure. Every scale and every inch of flesh on its body seemed like a miniature world.

With a body of such immense size, its strength was terrifying even without taking anything else into account. It could not be inferior to any Seventh Tier Saint.