In the west of Ethereal City, a dazzling battle was raging.
Three Middle Gods who cultivated earth power stood in a triangle, looking warily around them, their brows tightly furrowed, ready at any moment to deal with attacks that came and went like ghosts.
Suddenly, the ground at the center of the three collapsed. A pair of arms reached out without a sound and abruptly grabbed at one man's ankle.
Here it comes again! Startled, the man brought the massive hammer in his hands crashing down.
The other two froze for only an instant before immediately shouting, "Kill him!" Earth power crashed down from both of them, striking toward the pair of hands that had emerged so strangely.
The hands jutting out from deep underground suddenly turned crystalline. Earth element gathered furiously in their palms, forming a thick layer of scales. The right hand thrust forward and actually blocked the descending hammer, while the free left hand slammed into the sole of the man's foot.
"Aah!" A scream suddenly rang out. The man whose sole had been struck felt as though all the power of the earth had poured into it. Several cracks sounded as every bone in his foot shattered, and blood burst out all at once.
"Don't stand on the ground!" another man shouted. His divine power had already blasted into that area, but when the blow struck the ground, the once-familiar earth suddenly seemed alien. Layer upon layer of barriers seemed to block all his divine power, and he immediately knew that this strike had failed again.
A gleaming Broad Sword, carrying the third man's divine power, suddenly stabbed toward the spot where the large hands had emerged. A clang rang out. The supposedly soft earth was like iron and stone, and a string of sparks flew