Destruction quickly eliminated Death and War, whose concepts were closest to his own destruction.
But just as Destruction was about to go and help Rus, the sound of enormous building stones shattering on the ground, along with Rus Wang's furious dragon roar, heralded bad news.
The fact that he could break through an order issued by the New Dragon God—and a supreme God-King-level Dragon God at that—was proof enough of Rus Wang's strength.
And now, he had been knocked back.
It could only mean that an even more powerful enemy had launched an attack on Rus Wang while he was suppressing Pestilence and Famine!
That was indeed the truth. For the first time, the tough scales covering Rus Wang's body failed to protect him.
The unique layered scales on the left side of Rus Wang's dragon body had been smashed apart by that attack from behind. His flesh had been torn open, the damage spreading outward from the center as massive cracks split through him, carving a huge wound into his body.
Rus Wang had no choice but to retreat, using the dust cloud he had created to drink a recovery potion and repair his injuries.
Destruction could tell that Rus Wang's aura remained powerful, which meant he had not suffered a fatal blow.
But in the alternate space, the dense scent of dragon blood and the shattered scales constantly reminded Destruction of just how powerful the intruder was.
"It's that strongest aura."
Destruction thought this with absolute certainty.
"But the Ancient Plane is still moving. Is he splitting his attention?"
Destruction's gaze shifted to the figure that had struck at Rus Wang from the shadows while Rus Wang was focused.
The Ancient God.
The black pressure surrounding him was something even Destruction had to treat with caution.
And when