"What is the fuss about me killing these four whippersnappers? Do you want me to kill you, too?"
Ling Jiu broke into a faint smile, looking nonchalant as if he had done something not worth mentioning.
Indeed...
It did not matter how shocked and horrified the Holy Father of Light and others were. In Ling Jiu's mind, he had just done something trivial. Was the life of the four galactic beings not trivial?
"You arrogant bigot! I will smash you into pieces, grind your treacherous bones to dust, and make you regret everything you have done today!"
The God of Light was furious. Holy light burst out of his body and powerful energy spread in all directions, crushing the Holy Hill of Light.
"Aargh!"
How could the mortal believers in the Square of Light withstand his overpowering energy? He was a powerful super-clustered being.
Those who had better strength were pressed to the ground, their orifices bleeding.