The faith poison had indeed taken effect.
At this moment, in the most luxurious building on the Floating Continent, nine figures were experiencing the most painful and final struggle of their lives.
Yes, a struggle!
Originally, they were diverse in form, exuding immense Divine Might, whether domineering, masculine, robust, or gentle...
Each had a different aura!
If they descended to Earth, they would be worshipped by countless people, but at this moment, these nine powerful figures had twisted faces, in immense agony.
Black fumes continuously spewed from their eyes, nostrils, mouths, and ears, as if they were on fire from within.
"Ah ah ah..."
"How did this happen?"
"Why did this happen?"
They clutched their heads, wailing in agony, their voices piercing and sharp, making the Heavenly Court Gods who just stepped into the building feel a chilling fear.
"This..."
"What's wrong with these people?"
