Rhodes's expression was utterly grim. After all, he was not even confident he could kill everyone present, and now another faction had arrived. Though there were not many Deities among them, judging by their auras, every last one was a powerhouse.
Chris Ding and the others, who had been overjoyed just moments ago, felt a bad premonition when they saw the gods of the Celestial Realm suddenly stop advancing. Had Atezi changed his mind?
Seeing the gods of the Celestial Realm suddenly halt, Chris Ding immediately sent Atezi a divine sense transmission. "Atezi, since you've already arrived in the Infernal Realm, why aren't you hurrying over to join us? Why have you stopped there instead?"
"Heh, Chris Ding, do you take me for a fool? Can't you see what sort of situation you're in?" Atezi had already begun inwardly cursing the people who had invited him.
"So this is what you meant when you kept talking about wiping out the Hall of the Gods and meeting me there afterward? It looks more like the Hall of the Gods is wiping you out!" Atezi's pointed questions left Chris Ding and the others embarrassed for a moment. After all, they had started the war, yet now they needed someone else to rescue them.
But none of them had expected Rhodes to have kept such an unstoppable attack in reserve. They had always thought he was merely fast, and that his innate divine ability only concerned speed. After all, many people had seen Rhodes use his innate divine ability. There was no denying that it was astonishing, giving him unmatched speed in the Infernal Realm, but so what? His speed merely meant they could not hit him. Once they caught him, he would die. Besides, their original intention in slowly chipping away at