God of Winter still hadn't died. He struggled desperately, divine power erupting fiercely from his body as a pale blue radiance rapidly spread. Snow turned into glaciers, and the air froze in an instant.
Chen Shouyi didn't even look at the body, now coated in frost. He glanced at the god and reached out with his left hand, gripping its head.
Splutch!
Its head shattered.
He then tossed the enormous corpse to the ground and stomped down again. A shockwave burst outward, accompanied by the crisp, dense sound of bones snapping. Everything fell silent.
He tilted his head toward the sky and sighed.
He'd only just warmed up, and it was already over.
Ordinary barbarian gods really couldn't take a beating.
Chen Shouyi gave a sigh of regret, shrank down, took a set of clothes from his space, and changed. Then he walked back without looking over his shoulder.
He no longer cared for the corpse of an ordinary barbarian god. He still had the body of a Medium Divine Power Flame God in his space. In the dead of winter, what could be more satisfying than eating a Flame God rich in fire divine power? It would be even better with hot pot seasonings.
At the temporary communications station not far from the military camp,
everyone inside was already running around in a frenzy.
"Hello, hello, Position 476 calling headquarters! Position 476 calling headquarters! A barbarian god has appeared at the front line! A barbarian god has appeared at the front line..." Division Commander Zhou Chenglong shouted himself hoarse.
He put down the phone, only to find that everyone had stopped moving. They stood perfectly still, even holding their breath, as if... afraid of disturbing something.
"What's going on?" he asked in a low voice, his face dark as