"Celestial Thunder Burst!"
A massive bolt of thunder descended from the heavens, landing on the Evil God's body, exploding instantly, and shattering everything.
"Roar!"
The Evil God, covered in tentacles, let out a miserable scream toward the sky, as countless tentacles breaking off, with corrosive blood dancing in the air.
In the midst of the bloody chaos, it was powerless against the tiny figure above.
Despite being severely injured by this strike, the astounding recovery ability allowed the tentacles to regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even its aura rapidly recovered after the thunder ceased.
"Truly troublesome!"
Fang Zheng shook his head slightly:
"As long as there are believers, deities won't perish. Fortunately, this is the Forbidden Realm; if it were in its own Divine Country, killing it would be impossible."
As long as there are believers, deities won't truly die; this is an established fact.
Even if annihilated,
resurrection,
