The Lamp Genie recognized the scroll, but it was already too late to stop it.
God-Slayer would never give them that chance, either. The moment the scroll appeared, several small streaks of Sword Aura condensed in his palm and shredded it.
A second later, more than a dozen portals formed across the City of Order.
A densely packed army of giants poured out of the portals.
Thousands?
Tens of thousands?
No, at least several hundred thousand!
Several hundred thousand giants, each fully armed, marched onto the soil of the City of Order in orderly ranks, forming one square formation after another.
The players still fighting bloody battles on the front lines suddenly saw all these giant reinforcements appear, and an irrepressible despair rose in their hearts.
"You've got to be kidding..."
Several City Lords gaped. A few thousand or even tens of thousands would have been one thing.
Several hundred thousand... how the hell were they supposed to fight that?
But that was not the end.
Immediately afterward, a god's oppressive presence emerged from one of the portals.
A slightly plump giant wearing a helmet adorned with blue-green feathers stepped through.
Once he landed, his right hand grasped at empty air.
At his gesture, all dozen or so portals vanished simultaneously.
Now, even without the Lamp Genie's reminder, everyone knew who he was: the owner of these portals-the God of Space.
Seeing the reinforcements covering the ground and their staggering numbers, the Seam God, who had been chased into a sorry state all this time, could not suppress his wild delight and burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, you're finished..."
Before he could finish laughing, an icy voice interrupted him from behind. "What the hell are you laughing at? Whether we're finished or not, you'll die first!"
While everyone's attention was drawn