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.

these altars cost a lot

of these altars, the gods of darkness and the creatures of isolated alien spaces had injected significant amounts

Austin kept his momentum steady and managed to destroy

medium-grade divine gods from the gods of light side had successfully demolished over four to five thousand altars in a short

"Stop this right now!"

see a dozen burly men rush over in their direction from afar as they shouted in a sharp, yet loud

and their height was tall enough to reach the clouds. They emitted a sharp intimidating

is bad. We

giant figures, his face twisted in frustration

their auras, he

eighty-one loyal followers. They all came from a tribe

tribe were skilled in the art of body

with a body as sturdy

Sea of Chaos, the dawn race were the proud owners

refining,

members of that race were skilled enough to fight against the medium-grade

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

achieve parallel strength to that of the preliminary-grade divine gods, medium-grade divine gods, or even premium-grade

in fear simply by their dominating presence. Their bodies

people of the dawn

divine gods fell into crippling depression, their legs refusing to move out

race were known for their thirst for battle, since they were experienced and thrived