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.

knowledge that these altars cost a lot

of darkness and the creatures of isolated alien

kept his momentum steady and managed to destroy

from the gods of light side had successfully demolished over four to five thousand altars in a

"Stop this right now!"

they turned their heads to see a dozen burly men rush over in their direction from afar as they shouted

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

This is bad. We have to

his gaze fixated on these giant figures, his face twisted in frustration as he immediately sent a message to the other nine medium-grade

in their auras, he immediately concluded them

had eighty-one loyal followers. They all came from a tribe known as the

skilled in the art of

was blessed with a body as sturdy as iron, and their strength knew

entire Sea of Chaos, the dawn race were the proud owners of the most formidable body refining skills.

terms of body refining, they

enough to fight against the medium-grade

define whether these people from the dawn race belonged

that of the preliminary-grade divine

anyone tremble in fear simply by

The people of the dawn race are

their predicament, the medium-grade divine gods fell into crippling depression, their legs refusing to move out of

battle, since they were experienced