"How powerful is the war god?"
Desolate asked. His voice was extremely solemn and serious.
"The war god has never appeared."
The poison God's answer was simple.
As soon as he finished speaking, his body expanded and turned into a curtain that covered the sky and the sun. It covered desolate, who didn't resist.
The curtain covered desolate and disappeared from the God Devil Island.
They had retreated.
There were two reasons for this. First, the two ancient gods had experienced a long battle, and their condition had deteriorated greatly. They needed time to recover.
Second, without knowing how powerful the war god was, a cautious retreat was the best choice.
Xu Qi 'an did not stop him. He stood in the distance, waiting for something.
Not long after.
"Whoosh!"
Under the sky, a ray of light fell to the ground and turned into a dark golden narrow long blade. The blade was slightly curved, like a sword but not a sword, like a blade but not a blade.
