"Ahem! Is it really that difficult for a mortal to kill a god?"
"I used all my strength, but he was only slightly injured. As for me, I was almost killed…"
"I remember that when Number Two, as a mortal projection, killed gods as easily as eating and drinking. Why can't I do it? Sigh!"
"I don't seem to be lacking anything, right? My strength far exceeds that of ordinary top-notch quasi-gods, my extremely powerful physique, and my extremely enhanced weapon… With all kinds of buffs, I'm actually only at the threshold of the divine rank. How embarrassing…"
Chu Feng shook his head in disappointment.
Originally, he was filled with confidence.
He felt that he could also kill Bentham as easily as Number Two's projection body had when he descended on Earth.
But the truth had slapped him hard.
The difference was too great!
On the foundation, he was actually much stronger than Number 2 back then!
