"Have she gone mad?!" Xiao He thought to himself, echoing her sentiment.
All that could be seen was Sammek's silver hair flying wildly, accompanied by an indescribable sense of oppression, spreading outwards from him into the world.
"Let us duel, God of Life."
The brief words echoed in the ears of the three, but the most shocked was Xiao He, who was lying on the side.
It's less a matter of "shock" and more a matter of "fright."
"Holy crap! They're both max level, how am I supposed to fight them?!"
Her teeth snapped with a "crack," and her molar almost broke.
Fortunately, she has the Nether Cloak, and no one has discovered her presence yet.
Xia Lilang had finally climbed to the top of the pyramid, but in just one breath, he turned into dust and vanished with the wind.
Gulipo never gave him a second glance.
King Xia Lilang, who was once incredibly powerful and influential, spent countless years living a wretched existence in the dungeon, neither human nor ghost, but ultimately could not escape death.
Just as he enjoyed torturing slaves in every way before killing them, he himself was also tortured in every way before being killed.
Sangmaik smiled slightly. It was Medusa's idea to use Xia Lilang's resentment to force Gulibo out.
"It seems to be working very well," he thought.
"I didn't expect you to dare to initiate the era's transition ahead of schedule." After a long silence, Gulibo finally replied with his first words.
Xiao He hadn't expected this; she thought Sangmaik would only do this after he had secured the divine position.
"Is this a gamble...? He doesn't seem like the type to bet everything unless he feels a strong sense of crisis." Xiao He quickly assessed the situation.
"What exactly gives you such confidence?" Gulibo's demeanor changed; she was no longer the elegant queen who was indifferent to worldly affairs, but more like a decisive female general.
"Don't worry, I'll let you know."
After he finished speaking, the blood on Sangmaik's sword gradually congealed and turned into solid ice.
"Beep beep..."
"Beep beep..."
Xiao He's "Resurrection Cross Scanner" suddenly began to react violently.
All the arrows were pointing at his sword blade, indicating that there was a very strong power there.
"Is this what he's collected over several thousand years?" Xiao He's gaze sharpened.
Whether it's the Resurrection Cross on the continent of Nokin or the Divine Tree on the continent of Wansla, both are ways for Sammeque to spread his faith.
She had long known that he was using this method to continuously gain faith from humans, but she never expected that even Gulibo would find it equally troublesome.
"Looks like you've been working pretty hard all these years?" Gulibo said coldly, raising his staff.
As the momentum between the two sides reached its peak, Sammek's smile finally faded.
"If you have someone to blame, blame yourself!"
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