Everything stemmed from the omens, which had led to certain speculations.
It was not baseless conjecture.
This is bad! Anthony suddenly thought.
This place was extremely dangerous right now.
The Progenitor had revealed himself for their sake. That was a terrible sign.
Because he had already figured out why Ash had proclaimed Wu Heng to be the Progenitor in front of everyone, right before these evil spirits.
It was not out of pride or excitement.
It was because he lacked confidence and had deliberately said it to intimidate these great evil spirits and buy time.
Fortunately, the evil spirits were too dim-witted to have caught on yet.
But sooner or later, they would realize it. Such a claim could not hold up for long—especially against Sefros, that reckless pumpkin-headed great evil spirit with a brain full of rotten flesh.
With his lack of patience and stupid mind, he would not be able to endure for long before attacking them again. Progenitor, Second Progenitor—he would fight first and worry about the rest later.
The battlefield fell silent for a moment.
Within the area swept clear by the breeze, the evil spirits at the edges did not dare cross the line.
It was as though the open ground ahead was a dragon's den and tiger's lair.
The examples before them still remained on the ground as piles of bone ash.
The entire battlefield remained locked in a standoff. After roughly five minutes, a hoarse roar suddenly rang out from the dark clouds behind them.
A vast surge of sinister energy poured forth.
It swept across the open ground of the battlefield, scattering the bone ash left on the ground.
"What Progenitor? Hungry. I'm hungry!"
Pang!
As the ground trembled, a massive figure landed beside Baal, the evil god.
A great cloud of