The mad Cyric clashed with the greedy Gods.
Unlike the Ancient Gods, who cherished their lives and had not fought the Gods to the death.
The mad Cyric fought just like the War Overlord, disregarding himself entirely and fighting desperately from the outset.
This caused the Gods, who had underestimated Cyric, to suffer losses right away.
Three deities who had deployed their true bodies fell on the spot, and more than a dozen divine Clones died instantly.
Yet the other deities felt neither fear nor pity at their comrades' deaths.
After only a moment's pause, the Gods lunged like hungry tigers at the Godheads, Divine Portfolios, and even Divinity left behind by the fallen deities!
At that moment, the Gods' greed even made them forget that a lethal threat still stood beside them.
The Gods' greed briefly left Cyric without an opponent, but the already maddened Cyric did not hesitate at all.
He simply launched indiscriminate attacks against the nearest deities.
Without the combined strength of the Gods, the deities fighting individually had virtually no power to fight back against the mad Cyric.
Another batch of deities fell.
This made Dunn, who was watching coldly from the sidelines, keenly sense that something was wrong, though he could not say why.
But in any case, the current situation was extremely favorable for what Dunn wanted to do!
So Dunn stopped dwelling on it and continued coldly watching the Gods' predicament, beset by troubles from within and without.
Beside him, the Goddess of Magic had kept her brow tightly furrowed ever since the Ancient Gods fell, as though something troubled her.
From time to time, she turned her gaze toward Dunn, only to look elsewhere a moment later.
Though Dunn sensed it, he paid it no mind.
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