บท 1159: Chapter 1146: The Path of the Heart

"It seems you are unwilling to come out!"

After having waited only a brief moment, Akmonde, seeing the Desolate Evil God nesting within the Mother World and refusing to respond, raised the battle axe in his hand.

As he moved, streaks of thunder burst forth from the battle axe, extending ten thousand miles. The terrifying might thunderously descended, and the world began to tremble under the oppressive force of the barbaric lord.

"Wait a moment!"

Just as Akmonde was about to strike, a decisive voice emerged from within the world, and a massive beastly shadow soared up from the world's interior, covering itself in a layer of Curse Fog that could drive all creatures to madness.

However, at this moment, everyone watching the Desolate Evil God could ignore the negative effects brought by the Curse Fog, formed from the resentment of the fallen creatures of the world.