The seven peerlessly magnificent women had now become the most ruthless war machines. Every attack was precise and lethal, their coordination so flawless that they held the entire battle firmly in their hands.
Shock surged through the God of Evil's heart like churning seas. Never could he have imagined that these seven seemingly delicate women could unleash such terrifying combat strength.
Every one of them possessed God Rank strength, and they worked together as one, leaving almost no openings.
Tang Wutong and Wang Qiu'er, who faced him head-on, were especially formidable. One wielded sacred light, the other domineering ferocity. Their two utterly different powers intertwined to create an almost perfect suppression, leaving even a veteran First-Level God like him feeling more troubled and stifled than ever before.
The evil Divine Power he took such pride in was like accumulated snow meeting a blazing sun before Tang Wutong's pure light Divine Power, constantly purified and melted away.
Meanwhile, every attack of Wang Qiu'er's indestructible Golden Dragon power carried the will to shatter everything, forcing him into a desperate defense that scarcely allowed him a moment to breathe.
"Damn it! Who exactly are you?!" the God of Evil roared, his voice tinged with incredulous fury. His evil domain was firmly suppressed by Tang Wutong's light domain and Wang Qiu'er's Golden Dragon domain, unable to unfold completely.
As for the subordinate gods he had summoned, he had thought they would easily crush their opponents. Instead, Jiang Nannan and the others drove them steadily backward, leaving them almost powerless to retaliate.
In an instant, the battle had become utterly one-sided. Wang Qiu'er gave no answer, merely pressing her attacks with increasing ferocity.
The Golden Dragon Spear in her hand seemed to come alive, transforming into a golden ** soaring through the skies. Every dragon