"Boring!" The gray-robed man suddenly snapped his fingers softly, then let out a heavy sigh. "Curiosity—isn't that also an original sin?"
With a soft pfft, a spear pierced through Rhein's heart. The next instant, a sharp saber tore through the void and chopped Rhein's head clean off. Rhein let out an incredulous roar from his chest, then a pillar of blood erupted. His powerful heart gave a few final beats, and vigorous blood sprayed from his severed neck, blasting his head dozens of miles into the air.
A violet bolt of lightning silently struck down from the high sky. Before Rhein's divine soul could flee from his head, it had already been blasted to pieces by the lightning. Countless links of faith suddenly collapsed in the skies above Odin Continent. Hundreds of millions of foreign race citizens advancing toward the Western Continent felt a sharp pain in their hearts. They could no longer sense any trace of Rhein, no longer sense Rhein's existence.
The hearts of these devout worshippers of Rhein were suddenly hollow. An indescribable grief surged from within them, and they collapsed weakly to their knees. Even the strongest, fiercest lionmen, bearfolk, and tigerfolk warriors knelt on the ground and wailed like little beasts whose parents had died.
When he fell, tears poured down like rain! Rhein had an enormous number of followers among the orcs and barbarians. After his complete demise, these believers all knelt upon the ground and wept bitterly. If the temperature of the Odin Icefield had not been so low, their tears would have been enough to converge into a river.
Among the foreign race armies locked in fierce battle with Lin Qi's troops, one-third of the warriors dropped weakly to their knees. Rhein's sudden fall instantly stripped them of all will and desire