The Supreme God

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As a result, the continent under his feet changed its course of direction and headed towards the nearby altars with Austin maneuvering its movements from the front.

Thousands of earth dragons continued their course of action and jumped into the chaotic void to pounce wildly at the enemies, killing them on the spot.

Simultaneously, Austin focused his attention and manipulated the purple flying sword to chip away at the altars.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Whichever direction Austin took, the altars would crumble to the ground one after the other.

The creatures responsible for holding the sacrificial ceremony were rendered helpless as they didn't possess the strength to fight back. Their lives were as insignificant as those of bubbles that popped under pressure. Soon, the pillars of each demolished altar was painted in crimson with their blood and flesh splattered all over the place.

In less than a second, Austin made quick work of hundreds of altars and smashed them to the ground.

Even after inflicting incalculable damage to the enemy, he refused to stop.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With the drive to keep moving forward, he manipulated the small continent with his mind to chip away at the altars while also employing his bodily movement skill to keep pushing forward without a second's worth of delay. With every slight wave of his fist, he switched his direction as he scanned his surroundings looking for his next target.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Austin's speed was equivalent to the speed of light as he passed by in a flash. His movements were impossible to register. Whichever direction he took, all the altars stationed there would fall helplessly, adding to the ruins.

common knowledge that these altars cost a lot of funds to be constructed.

thousands of these altars, the gods of darkness and the creatures of isolated

kept his momentum

addition to that, the nine medium-grade divine gods from the gods of light side had successfully demolished over four to

"Stop this right now!"

turned their heads to see a dozen burly men rush over in their direction from afar as they shouted in a sharp, yet loud tone. Each of them wore an expression of deep resent on their faces.

the clouds. They emitted a sharp intimidating aura. Under the sky, their skin

bad. We have to

fixated on these giant figures, his face twisted in frustration as he immediately sent a message to

just one look and the resemblance in their auras,

loyal followers. They all came from a tribe known as the dawn race.

were skilled in

as sturdy as iron, and their strength knew no bounds.

the dawn race were the proud owners of the

of body refining,

of that race were skilled enough to fight against the medium-grade divine gods using only their bodies as their weapons.

was hard to define whether these people from the dawn race belonged to

gifted enough to achieve parallel strength to that of the preliminary-grade divine gods,

make anyone tremble in

of the dawn race are heading

crippling depression,

thirst for battle, since they were experienced and thrived on the thrill to hunt people who were difficult to deal