Fear Heavenly King resembled a Buddhist yaksha. His skin was black, and his eight arms spread out like a fan, holding a saber, spear, sword, staff, halberd, and ring. His two original hands were clenched into fists.
The heads on either side had eyes like bronze bells, wide mouths, and high noses, looking exceptionally ferocious.
Empowered by the formation, his strength had increased to a certain extent. This made Fear Heavenly King, who already possessed demigod-level combat power, exceedingly terrifying. The aura he radiated alone gave even the strong-willed Fu Qingyang and Demon Eye Heavenly King a slight sense of suffocation.
Under such circumstances, it was almost impossible to kill Fear Heavenly King without paying a price.
Therefore, Demon Eye Heavenly King hoped Fu Qingyang would take the lead. After all, Money Prince was not the Sun Lord, not someone he had sworn to serve unto death. At worst, he could praise him as a hero, then start a new account and level it up again eighteen years later.
Fu Qingyang shared the same mindset.
He had even devised two simple tactics in his mind. The first was a war of attrition: Ancient War God had high defense and a thick health bar, but his stamina was not inexhaustible. If Demon Eye Heavenly King could hold off Fear Heavenly King head-on, Fu Qingyang could continuously attack the enemy with the rule power of "Slash."
In a barren desert devoid of living creatures, Ancient War God's Bloodthirsty Frenzy could not be used. Fear Heavenly King would surely die.
Of course, the weaker Demon Eye Heavenly King would die first.
If Demon Eye Heavenly King, who was obsessed with cleansing the world, could contribute something to the orderly faction, then his death would at least be worthwhile.
The second tactic was a