This is a test, meant to show them that the defensive attacks in this war could unleash tenfold, even twentyfold, their strength!
In other words, they are about to engage in a war, one that involves Level 30 Strong Gods and possibly the triumphant Han Han!
How could Yang Tian possibly hold against such power?
Saturn snorted first and then said, "Speaking of death, laugh! Yes, your strength truly exceeded our expectations, with seven mighty God-level Thor fighting on your side! But this time, things are different!"
"Indeed! In the realm of gods, we can no longer afford to treat you as the wandering devil you once were. This move has always led to collapse from within! This time, you are left with no choice but to fight me!" Zuo Zhenhai responded coldly.
As for the Pope, his declaration was vicious: "Heretic! I have endured thirty years of battles for this day! How do you hope to resolve it? Competing through pure power? Your fate is nothing but a path to death!"
