Huo Ling had already risen to the very pinnacle of the Hemel Plane, atop its pyramid.
A single word from him could decide the fate of countless lives, and that naturally included the fates of gods.
Thievery God.
A god of weak divine power in the Hemel Plane.
Before ascending to godhood, He had merely been an assassin and a thief, just as His divine name suggested.
The Thievery God's divine power was insufficient, and His combat strength was among the weakest of all gods in the Hemel Plane.
The fact that He had managed to ascend to godhood was truly due to luck.
Most of His believers were petty thieves, burglars, and assassins, along with some military scouts and national intelligence agents.
His faith was not a respectable one, which resulted in few believers and scarce divine power.
In the original Hemel Plane, as long as He kept His head down and avoided trouble, He could live quite well.
Who would have thought that after Huo Ling arrived, His hard days would truly begin.
First, the Pope and a group of high-ranking priests died in battle. Then, the entire church was uprooted. In the end, even all His believers were forcibly made to change their faith.
Without faith, the Thievery God, whose life had never been easy to begin with, found His days growing ever more difficult.
When Huo Ling chose Him as his second target, the Thievery God became utterly terrified.
In the Hemel Plane, gods of weak divine power possessed strength only equivalent to the second or third stage of Legend.
Even with the suppression of enemies and enhancement of Himself within His divine kingdom, that strength was still nothing worth mentioning.
The moment the Dusk God launched another divine war, His fate had already been sealed.