"Anyone else coming up?"
William stood in the center of the arena, his white clothing spotless, his baseball bat planted upright before him on the ground. Beneath the bronze mask, his eyes were calm, as if he were merely asking if anyone else wanted to come up and stretch their muscles.
The self-proclaimed divine beings opposite him stared in horror at the figure before them.
It was terrifying.
Their four god-kings had attacked simultaneously, and in less than a second, all had perished!
They recalled that when their parallel dimension collapsed, it was their five god-kings who used a joint skill to lead them through a spatial portal to the Prime World.
The power of a god-king was formidable, capable of combating spatial turbulence.
Instantly annihilating four god-kings, how powerful was this human?
None of the divine beings dared to step forward for battle, all fixated on William, speechless.
