Faith and Devotion

"You fragile worm, is that all the strength you have? If this is all your attack amounts to, then you... will definitely die!"

Amos grinned savagely. Though he was currently being pressed into a beating, he was not worried.

His true body was here. Though death meant death, his immense power would not decline during battle.

But Kim was different. Kim was using a divine descent vessel. He might look powerful now, but as time passed, His strength would slowly weaken.

No matter how compatible a divine descent vessel was, it was not a god's true body. It could not bear a god's consciousness, and in the end, it would be burned to ashes by divine power when it could no longer endure.

The fierce battle continued into the third day. High in the sky, Kim was still fighting Amos.

Amos looked to be in terrible condition now. His body was covered in wounds, still tainted by the power of divine rules.

Those divine rules burned Amos's body like flames.

After taking another sword strike, Amos laughed madly. "How much longer can that body of yours hold out... How much power do you have left!?"

Across from him, Kim's expression beneath His helmet grew somewhat grave. Amos's gaze was still razor-sharp, seeing through the weakness of this body at a glance.

Kim's strength had already declined considerably. The brutal battle had consumed much of His divine power, and He could not replenish it in Purgatory.

"To deal with you... this much power is enough!"

Kim snorted coldly, then looked toward the divine servants fighting fiercely below.

He stretched out His left hand and suddenly clenched it toward the formation of divine servants below.

The tens of thousands of divine servants standing in neat ranks below, ready to join the battle,