The sword fell.
Xi Mu indifferently withdrew his gaze, continued the slaughter of other powerhouses, and quickly went about tying up loose ends. Unless the Country of Art could produce a warrior beyond the limits of mankind, there was no stopping his killing spree.
Such powerhouses were usually high-ranking members of the church, and the Country of Art, a city gathered in the pursuit of art, was not a stronghold for the church and did not have a large reserve of strong warriors.
However, the Country of Art had one particular feature that attracted the attention of gods very much, the God of Beauty and Art, the gods of music and dance, the gods of desserts, and various gods interested in art or entertainment often cast their gaze upon the Country of Art.
A dozen minutes later.
The desert vanished.
