"Boom-!"
The deafening explosion echoed through the air for a long time, creating dazzling colors as energy powerful enough to destroy the surface of the earth collided with the blood-red crystal wall.
Then a massive mushroom cloud spread rapidly, once again obscuring the sky that had been dyed blood-red.
At the sight of that breathtaking light in the sky, even the most emotionally indifferent gods could not help smiling.
Their divine power had inflicted actual damage. That giant of light hovering in the air could not nullify divine power like the ancient monsters.
In that case, victory was only natural.
No one could withstand the power of the gods. Rather than a consensus, this was better described as a truth. Even if the children of the Lower World reached lv9 and became heroes rarely seen in this world, their strength was no different from a child's before a god who was taking things seriously.
"We won!"
Although many gods were busy cleaning up after the bastards recklessly attacking with divine power, cheers still rang out from Babel Tower at the sight.
When confronted with an unknown existence, testing one's strength against it was an instinct of living beings that transcended race and rank.
But just as the other gods were certain of victory, Uranus, who already knew that their opponent had provoked resistance from the Dungeon and even devoured divine presence, hurriedly asked a question.
"Don't celebrate too soon. What exactly is the target's condition?"
"I can't see clearly. There's black smoke everywhere. Let me give you a hand."
Although they did not understand why Uranus was so nervous, the gods in Babel Tower did not dwell on it. One waved a hand, turning divine power into a raging wind that blew away the smoke around the target.
"There's no