Chapter 427

With a single strike, Sui Xiong severely wounded the vanguard of the evil gods, wiping out more than half of them in one blow.

As those avatars died one after another beneath the throwing spears, their true bodies in their divine kingdoms immediately learned of it. Having poured too much power into their avatars, they went pale and swayed on their feet, some unable even to stand steadily.

Yet few of these evil deities were angry or unwilling because of it. Most instead revealed smiles of immense relief.

"Finally, we got through it!" One evil deity slowly walked back to his seat, collapsed limply into the chair, and said weakly, "That wasn't easy!"

In another divine kingdom, a heavily injured evil deity simply lay on the ground, gasping for breath. His face was pale, but he smiled brightly.

Why had such a strange situation arisen? The problem lay with the God of Fear.

This leader of the evil gods was cold and stern by nature. Whenever there was a large-scale military operation, His demands of the participants were extremely strict. In His eyes, subordinates came in only two kinds: those brave enough to fight and unafraid to die, and those who ought to be executed. There was no third kind.

Back when they had campaigned against the Goddess of Light, the God of Shadows had shrunk back somewhat in battle because He was being countered. Afterward, the God of Fear directly executed Him, without even giving Him a chance to explain.

Naturally, these evil deities did not want to be killed after the battle, but neither did they want to truly die in battle. Thus, the best approach was to be knocked down and leave the field wounded when the fighting had only just begun and had not yet become