Of the three thousand laws, every one was a Great Dao; only their strength differed.
The Dawn Salvation Organization's lead had been cut off. All Dole could hope now was that his exposure would not come too quickly, that he would not enter the sights of the major organizations and gods. Otherwise, things would become troublesome.
He had wiped out a great many people from the Dawn Salvation Organization in one go. The other side was probably beside itself by now.
Dole was actually rather uneasy. Once the God of Strength personally stepped in, he could only abandon this world. Going against a god would be no different from courting death. The gap in strength was far too great—he could neither win nor escape.
What he did not know was that Darnell was even more terrified by Dole's methods. As people within the Dawn Salvation Organization died one after another, Darnell's fear had reached its limit.
Though he was a divine servant, he had never even heard of such a method. What in the world was this?
Panic filled his heart. He immediately left the Dawn Salvation Organization and, after tossing out a few words, flew into the sky.
More than ten minutes later, he returned to the temple.
At the entrance to the great hall, the head divine attendant stood there, enjoying the surging magical elements around him, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Sensing a disturbance at the entrance, he opened his eyes wide. Seeing Darnell come in, he found it rather strange. Hadn't Darnell gone out to handle some business? He had finished so quickly?
There was no one in the temple at the moment, so Darnell could directly see the Divine Lord.
Although he was the head divine attendant and guarded the temple, seemingly only one step away