The Titan, wielding a Battle Axe, stood amidst the bodies littering the Land of the Gods, with the Radiant Divine Glory's golden Divine Blood flowing beneath his feet, a fresh trace of golden Divine Blood now marking his Battle Axe.
Rivers of blood, mountains of corpses—this was not an exaggeration but the most accurate description of the scene within the Divine Kingdom at that moment.
All the worshipers who had gathered since the day the deity under Akmonde's feet had declared his divine status were slaughtered by the Battle Beast Legion.
The land that was once filled with Endless brightness, where eternal darkness could never reach, had now dimmed; when the deities bled, it meant that the most crucial foundation of the Divine Kingdom's existence was destroyed.
"Foreign deity, even if you've won against me, you won't have a good end. This isn't a place where you can mess around,"