The Divine Realm Was in Shambles

Oh no!

This was bad!

The only question was, who was in for the worst of it?

The gods had no time to react or reorganize their defenses before the Chaos Hundred-Armed Giants attacked.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

"Woooooo—!"

The shrill whistle of wind tearing past rang without end!

The Chaos Gods had never witnessed the Hundred-Armed Giants' terror firsthand. That day, they felt it for themselves through their divine realms.

They had more than three hundred arms, both large and small. The smaller ones were about the size of an adult human's, while the larger ones could easily reach ten meters long. Arms as thick and powerful as a giant ape's could scoop up a stone the size of a carriage and hurl it from two or three kilometers away.

It was an utterly absurd sight. Even the most powerful siege engines in mortal armies could only throw stones weighing around a hundred kilograms about 250 meters.

Yet these mythical Hundred-Armed Giants could easily hurl stones of comparable size several kilometers through sheer brute strength.

And they weren't throwing just one or two. Nearly a hundred boulders flew over like a meteor shower.

Remember, with the entire land corrupted by chaos, every rock and every clump of dirt thrown into the air counted as a chaotic attack.

Faced with such a savage assault, the Angels at the front didn't dare take the hit head-on.

The best among the Archangels could only slightly alter the boulders' trajectories with glancing attacks and the like.

Pello was quite impressive. He moved his divine realm at top speed, trying to block the attack for the other gods.

Unfortunately, it was too late!

A divine realm ten kilometers across couldn't simply accelerate at the drop of a hat. The time it took to go from