The Supreme God

Ever since Austin was thrown into this region of medium-grade divine gods and the competition began before he was even ready, he had been trying to find his friends like Otis and Magee so they could team up and fight side by side. It wasn't an easy job to locate someone in this vast region he didn't even know, but Austin knew he had to try his best. He just didn't expected that he would ran into Magee so soon.

At the time, both sides were engaged in the most spectacular yet tragic life and death battle. Every single fighter involved, no matter what realm they were in, used their most powerful secret skills and took out their life-saving magic treasures. They fought against each other ferociously and desperately and thus, produced such an indescribable battle in history. Broken and mangled bodies lay everywhere.

Like in any battle, this one was divided into two teams, seemingly well-matched in strength. Neither of them could defeat the other completely. It was a fierce battle, with divine blood gushing out from the injured divine gods. It lasted for quite some time and almost all the medium-grade divine gods who participated in the battle were exhausted.

In every direction, heartbreaking screams and curses, as well as furious roars could be heard continuously.

The whole scene made sense. Killing was the most important thing in this competition!

The more people they killed, the more hope they had, that they would be able to get out of the Fallen Divine Valley alive. For this single reason, everyone fought desperately, giving it all they got.

Meanwhile, Austin hid in the distance and watched the battle unfold, exhilarated just by merely witnessing such a scene.

'Just fight hard. In the end, I'm the one who gains all the advantages, '

Austin thought to himself.

At that time, the people from both sides began to diminish in number as more and more participants got injured or were killed.

Throughout all of this, Austin was not reckless and remained calm.

Even if he rushed out now when those medium-grade divine gods were already on the brink of exhaustion, it would still not be easy for him to defeat them.

After all, they were all medium-grade divine gods. If any one of them chose to perish together with him, he could very easily bring Austin down with him. The situation then would be extremely out of control and his life would be nowhere near safe.

Thus, Austin remained in place, patiently waiting.

Of course, his spiritual sense was always paying attention to Magee. If he sensed that Magee was in danger, he would definitely rush out to save him, without any regard to what might happen to him.

"If you hand over the Chaotic Striding Boots, I can let you go. Then we don't have to fight to this extent!"

a medium-grade divine god suddenly shouted across the battlefield as he paused awhile.

He was the leader of one of the teams.

"Nonsense! We have worked much too hard to find the boots. Why should we give them to you?!

No way! Over my dead body!"

the leader of the other team snorted.

"Well, then I won't stop until you are dead! And that will be today!

Kill them all!"

The fight between the two sides resumed and became more intense.

Soon, the final moment of life and death approached.

Bang!

Towards the end of this fierce battle, a seriously injured medium-grade divine god's body was attacked by two fighters from the opposing team. Unable to take any more attacks, the divine god's body exploded into pieces, his mangled remains scattered on the ground!

The number of casualties on both sides was increasing.

of both sides were even

there were only six medium-grade divine gods

of the survivors was Magee.

They were still in a

'Wait!

for the

didn't move,

was waiting for the final battle between the two sides. This was to be the climax of

two more fighters fell into a lifeless heap.

the last four people remained

were the strongest

they hold on to the

four, Magee

also the reason why

was badly injured, he was still

that point, only the top two fighters from each

a pair of sabers in the opponent's hands, streaks of blade aura that resembled flood dragons slashed out of him. He was

fat monk who was proficient in the omnipotent skill of Buddhism. The golden light all over his body was terrifyingly

other was a tall and thin man, with a silver spear in his hand. His fighting power was

on the same side as the tall and thin

in the white robe who used two sabers was in the same group

now, you will die soon. Is it really that important to you to still hold tight to that chaotic magic treasure when your

and thin man with a silver spear

silver dragon, rolled and gave out a

You think you are so good at this, but you're not!

who will be the winner in the end! So

monk said angrily.

are now at the end of our ropes. You should stop and retreat if you want to live!

will have a good end to

robe who used two sabers also roared.

we retreat for the

fight like this, it's very likely that both sides will suffer a

advised the tall and

"Ha ha...

You are wrong.

end of your ropes. Not

I have the magic Soul-healing Elixir. I was lucky

have refined the elixir. Such an amazing magic treasure!

this elixir, I will

wildly. He knew that he had the upper hand compared to

"Really?

That's great!"

that his teammate would have such a secret

fighting for just half a day. As a result,

have to admit that my luck has

into laughter, and his eyes were full of

he spoke, he quickly took out the magical elixir, popped the lid and

in full and vivid view to the naked eye, a strong medicinal power, thick like smoke soaring into the sky, spilled