Blue-White Planet, In space beyond near-Earth orbit, "Looks like the angels aren't a match?"
"Yeah, Dragon Rank against God Rank is still too much of a stretch—"
Dragon Rank beings flew out of the atmosphere one after another, helping block the aftershocks while exchanging words among themselves.
The majestic demon god and the platinum cross of light clashed fiercely in space. Though the battle appeared evenly matched, even ordinary people could tell that the seven-headed demon god held an absolute advantage. It was merely adapting to its suddenly surging power.
Before the demon god and the gateway, the Blue-White Planet was not exactly some tiny broken planet, but it was close enough. Couldn't they go fight somewhere else, somewhere as vast as the universe?
Countless people wanted to roar that question aloud, but let alone question them;
the fact that they had not been killed by the aftershocks was already thanks to those Dragon Rank powerhouses neutralizing them.
All one could say was that the more supernatural power developed, the more terrifying the gap between people became. No, those without supernatural power were practically about to be stripped of their "human status."
And Ghost Rank and Dragon Rank supernatural powerhouses themselves did not have much to do with "humans" in the first place.
They were entirely another kind of "higher existence."
"Are none of you planning to make a move?"
Soundless mental waves passed back and forth among several Dragon Rank beings.
The "Seven-Headed Evil Dragon," Diablo, held the upper hand. If he truly killed these angels, shattered the Crystal Arch of the High Heavens, and ended the Eternal Conflict—no one could predict what he would do next.
But no matter what, it would probably not be anything good. If he did good deeds, he would not be called a