That was to have others attack the Pantheon of Myriad Gods. And in this region, there was only one force capable of attacking the Pantheon of Myriad Gods—the Night God Alliance that had signed a contract with Zhao Fu.
Their attention returned to the Night God Alliance.
With a faint smile, Ye Lin asked, "How is the war between the Sun Alliance and the Pantheon of Myriad Gods going?"
A young man beside her said with a smile, "The Pantheon of Myriad Gods' army and its Divine Lord have been tied down by the Sun Alliance. They simply cannot withdraw now. This is the best time for us to strike."
The Great Han standing to one side laughed heartily. "Hahaha! This time, we will definitely destroy the Pantheon of Myriad Gods and eliminate this hidden danger."
An old man stroked his beard and said with a smile, "That Divine Lord of the Pantheon of Myriad Gods really thought we would sign a contract with him and stay out of their war. Did he truly think we would be that foolish? What a joke!"
An ordinary-looking woman beside him gave a coquettish laugh. "Exactly! I think he is stupid enough. After signing the contract with us, he launched an all-out attack on the Sun Alliance. He really trusted us."
A youth dressed in white said, "Let us not waste any more time. Launch a full-scale attack on the Pantheon of Myriad Gods! Right now, the Pantheon of Myriad Gods is a huge slab of fat meat—we must savor it properly."
The Night God beside him chuckled. "That's right! We should act quickly, destroy the Pantheon of Myriad Gods as soon as possible, swallow their faction whole, and not leave even a scrap for the Sun Alliance. Then we will become the