Within his divine kingdom, the Plague God rose to his feet. He wore a grayish-green robe, thin as a skeleton, his skin covered in festering sores.
His eyes were small but frighteningly bright, giving off the eerie look of a rat.
He looked at the person outside his divine kingdom, a cold smile curling at his lips.
A weakling with middling divine power actually dared provoke a mighty god like him, one about to step into the God King stage!
Although his power was declining, killing a middling god would still be effortless.
As long as he killed this thief, those undead would naturally disperse.
Followers could be developed again, temples could be rebuilt, and plagues could be spread once more.
He still had enough time to advance to God King.
The Plague God raised a hand, tore open the barrier of his divine kingdom, and transformed into a streak of green light as he charged toward Myriad Phenomena.
Lynn stood atop a mountain peak, watching the green streak shoot out from the depths of the world. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
The Plague God had finally lost patience. The moment he tore open the barrier of his divine kingdom, its location was exposed.
Lynn locked onto that location with his mental power and committed it to memory.
Then he turned his gaze toward the green streak and watched it fly toward Myriad Phenomena.
He did not make a move.
He wanted to see Myriad Phenomena's actual combat ability, and he also wanted to gauge the Plague God's strength. This battle was perfect for assessing both sides.
Myriad Phenomena floated in midair, absorbing a mass of plague mist.
Suddenly, it sensed something unusual. It turned around and faced the incoming green streak.
It neither dodged nor showed any