章 685: The South's Victory

"You dare challenge me, Death God?" Abaddon snarled, his eyes glowing with malevolent energy. "I will crush you beneath my heel like the insect you are."

Death God merely chuckled, a dark, eerie sound that echoed through the wasteland. "You are bold, Abaddon, but you underestimate my power," he said. "I am Death God, and I am not so easily defeated."

The two combatants charged at each other, their powers clashing in a titanic struggle that sent shockwaves throughout the wasteland. Abaddon unleashed a wave of darkness that engulfed Death God, but the Shadow Emperor merely laughed as he emerged unscathed, his undead shield protecting him from harm.

"You are powerful, Abaddon, but you lack finesse," Death God taunted. "Your attacks are blunt and predictable, and they will not defeat me."