Richard felt his surroundings turned blurry because the pocket dimension still collapsed.
The imaginary figure that the kobold god had condensed wantonly exuded divine might.
The space became sluggish, and the energy solidified.
The phantom had a pair of scarlet eyes. He was like a giant beast that could swallow the sky in a dark and chaotic environment. It was breathtaking.
The shadow, which had shrunk to more than 30 meters, now floated on the island.
The beast looked down.
The kobold god's hatred for Richard was so deep that even the waters of three rivers and five lakes couldn't wash it away!
Previously, Richard attacked the kobold god with the remains of the ancient gods. It caused him to lose his power and divinity. Now, Richard smashed his statue into pieces the other camp's gods–after he stopped him from leaving.
"Damn, blasphemer!
"Lowly bastard!"
Richard looked down at the lonely and helpless figure.
