Twilight Projection's eerie screeching.
And the peculiar arrival of the Dark Sun shattering the starry sky's mirror layer.
It made Tuck's projection feel like he was drowning in a blood sea, struggling in despair.
"Tuck... run away!"
In the midst of the fierce battle, Demigod Arumov, who was fighting two at once, saw the Twilight Projection descending towards Tuck's Four-tusk Elephant World Ship and immediately roared.
"Run?"
A viscous, indifferent voice sounded.
"You have no chance."
The plan to slay a god had been in the making for a long time, with Demigod Arumov as the primary target.
The additional target was none other than the Three-Eyed God.
As long as the Three-Eyed God dared to descend, the grand gift prepared would be for him!
And this Tuck Ramore.
Was but a side dish in this battle of the falling divine spirits.
However!
For the Dark Sun God, this Tuck had started a legend in His name.
