Akein Pasteur, the God of Medicine and the elves' sole benevolent deity, was one of the few weak divine powers to escape alive.
This was not because he was particularly strong, but because he had a powerful and dependable boss.
The moment the Lord of Glory began to speak, Sui Xiong had sensed that something was wrong. Without dwelling on it, he immediately sped toward Akein.
By then, the Lord of Glory had already detonated the sphere of light formed by the collision between the two divine kingdoms.
Sui Xiong barely reached Akein's side before the blast wave hit. One sweep of his tentacles wrapped around Akein, and he accelerated away at once. The situation had been extraordinarily perilous; the shockwave had nearly struck him. Fortunately, once he got moving, he finally left it behind.
He did not stop. The moment he flew out of the sealed-off area, he teleported, bringing Akein back to his divine kingdom.
Akein had not been injured, but he was somewhat dispirited. Being so close to such a massive explosion had dealt no small blow to his mind. More importantly, he had already realized that defeat had arrived.
Without question, from the instant the Lord of Glory shattered the sphere of light and triggered the enormous explosion, the battle in which the gods of every race had joined forces to besiege humanity had taken a sharp turn against the allied army.
The alliance's greatest advantage had originally been its sheer numbers. But after being hit by that explosion, the weak and feeble divine powers would surely suffer grievous casualties. Even intermediate divine powers would likely be badly wounded and temporarily lose their ability to fight. Under such circumstances, could those few powerful divine powers truly defeat the human gods?
There were no few human gods!