The seven elf goddesses, who had been composed and utterly confident moments ago, abruptly went pale. To their horror, they discovered that Lord Autumn Wind was actually a formidable being on equal footing with their own chief god. They no longer dared waste time and hurriedly focused their minds on locking onto the metal warriors. They had to destroy these metal warriors as quickly as possible, then rush to reinforce Eruhis.
Eruhis's current strength was less than a tenth of her peak, while her twelve battle-spirit guards, though possessing the combat power of High-Gods, had also suffered grievous injuries during the primordial divine war and had yet to recover. Worse still, because Eruhis had drawn upon their power to replenish her own expenditure, the battle-spirit guards' strength had been greatly weakened.
If anything went wrong and Eruhis was severely wounded by Lord Autumn Wind today—or simply killed by him—it would be an unbearable loss for the Elf Divine Clan! After all, the Elf Divine Clan had plotted for so many years, even lowering themselves to cozy up to the gods of the Undead Continent and the Black Spirit Continent, all for their ultimate goal. They could not afford to lose any important god at this time.
The azure stream of light released by the Osmanthus Tree blended perfectly into the faint blue radiance emanating from the surrounding forest. Lin Qi's group had already slipped behind the seven elf goddesses. The Nether God Hall had produced a batch of hell-ghost masks at top speed for Lin Qi and the others to wear. These masks could conceal their auras and distort others' perception of their physical features.
Sneaking lightly behind the elf goddesses, Lin Qi swiftly made several hand signals before pointing at them. Mr. Mo, Bilibili, and the others, who had