But now, the War God was intercepted.
The black clothed man stood like an insurmountable barrier before San Tuo Mountain, not only remaining unharmed but also holding his ground in the confrontation with Amond.
What they found even more hard to accept was that they clearly saw wounds appearing on Amond's body.
Golden blood seeped from the shallow knife scars, streaming slowly through the golden fur. Although the Golden Behemoth's regenerative ability was rapidly healing those wounds, the presence of blood already exceeded the Beastman's comprehension.
That man, akin to a War God, was injured?
On the battlefield of thousands, it was eerily quiet, with only the sound of clashes and the roar of Spiritual Energy explosions echoing in the desolate wilderness like thunder.
In the sky, Qin Tian and Amond widened their distance once more.
