"Rotten luck, grandsons!" Donkey covered his eyes with both hooves, putting on an air of being such a kindhearted gentleman that he simply could not bear to watch others suffer misfortune. But his hooves obviously could not cover his huge eyeballs very well, so he still stared brightly at Lord Autumn Wind's group, grumbling and roaring under his breath, "Beat them to death, grandsons!"
Lin Qi also widened his eyes curiously. Could someone truly be cursed with such miserable luck?
Ordinarily, when gods battled each other, once one of them unfurled his domain, only his enemies would be actively drawn into its core. Everyone else—whether allies there to lend support or other enemies—would appear directly at the edges of the domain if they entered it from outside.
When Idar had gone all out and mobilized every ounce of power within his domain to attack Sugra, any outsider trying to enter the domain should undoubtedly have been restrained at its edge by the domain's laws. But why had Lord Autumn Wind and his companions been so unlucky as to be swept by a gale straight into the very heart of it?
And as if that were not bad enough, they had appeared directly in Idar's line of attack, while Sugra had conveniently used them as human shields! Faced with Idar's earth-shaking strike, launched with all his strength and gathering the laws of the entire domain, the power of all his subordinate gods, all his fanatical believers, and all his elemental lifeforms, Lord Autumn Wind's group clearly could not withstand it.
Even with Sugra desperately reinforcing them from behind with bone armor, they could not block such a terrifying blow.
"They're acquaintances!" Back when Lord Autumn Wind had led an army to besiege the elves, Lin Qi had planted a soul marker