The long-brewing downpour finally came pouring down.
Raindrops the size of beans hammered the ground under triple gravity, making a sharp pattering sound.
The rain fell harder and harder.
Chen Shouyi wrapped a rag around his waist, took the pitiful Shell Girl with him, and ventured back to the battlefield through the downpour.
Only when he saw the God Corpse, mangled beyond recognition, did he belatedly realize that he really had killed a demigod through his own strength.
Not a demigod who was already gravely wounded,
and not through luck.
He had killed it in a head-on clash, relying on his own strength.
"Heh!" Chen Shouyi wiped the rain from his face and let out a smug laugh.
Yet he found he wasn't as excited as he'd imagined. His heart was remarkably calm, with only a sense of relief. All his fervor, all his excitement, had been spent during the battle.
That demigod had been a terrifying opponent. Their chances of winning had been evenly matched, if anything tilted a few points in the other side's favor.
Its speed was as swift as lightning, and its movements were incredibly nimble.
Whether on the ground or in the air, it moved without the slightest pause or stiffness.
Chen Shouyi's past battles had all played out on a two-dimensional plane. Even when he'd encountered demigods on Earth, their poor flying abilities meant they wouldn't take to the air lightly.
Once an opponent left the ground, their trajectory could be predicted in advance, and their movements were bound to stiffen. As long as he could think and react fast enough, he could still respond in time, even if his movements lagged a few beats behind.
But the opponent he'd faced this time fought in three dimensions. In the air, its movements were even