An incredible figure seemed to have descended into the devil's den.
The devil race's patriarch was heavily injured and had yet to recover, so he was extremely apprehensive.
"No, that's impossible. That evil God has already been severely injured. Even if he can recover in a short time, he might not have the courage to come to me again."
In a star field, the evil God was in a bad situation. Someone had just attacked him and wanted to take his life while he was weak.
Thankfully, he dodged the attack by a hair's breadth.
Unfortunately, he was still being hunted down, and he was helpless. He didn't even know who the other party was.
Not long after this state lasted, the evil God let out a blood-curdling scream. He had been beaten to the point where he spat out blood and was on the verge of death!
A terrifying palm grabbed his heart and pulled it out.
In an instant, the evil God knelt on the ground.
