Just as the God of Wealth hesitated.
Dopa only sensed a black shadow sweeping toward him at high speed.
It was so fast that he had no time to react.
He was swallowed by darkness.
At that very moment, the God of Wealth's connection to His Divine Descent host was severed.
"What was that?"
The God of Wealth broke out in a cold sweat.
The connection had been cut.
He could no longer learn what was happening over there.
He could only vaguely sense that the method of attack differed from the Water God and Sea God He knew well.
After all, they were all gods who had survived the divine war.
They knew at least a little about one another's capabilities.
Elsewhere.
Ao Qu withdrew his Ghost Domain.
Dopa's body had collapsed by then, and he was already cold.
"Strange. This power was far too weak. That fleeting aura I sensed earlier clearly possessed Fierce Fiend Class strength..."
Ao Qu pondered for a while.
"Could this be a Divine Descent host?"
Before a god underwent Divine Descent into such a shell, a Divine Descent host could at most be tainted with some of the god's aura. Their own strength was still weak.
Their bodies were merely suited for Divine Descent.
Of course, the greater their talent and strength, the more power they could withstand.
But no matter how high a Divine Descent host's status was, it could not change the fact that they were essentially expendable material.
Would the temples pay an enormous price to cultivate expendable material that could be scrapped at any moment?
They would not take the initiative to do such a thing.
Unless the Divine Descent host requested it personally.
But when they could live more easily, who would spend so much effort tempering themselves?