Butcher, Mute, Blind, and the rest followed the army of gods to give chase to the numerous devil ancestors fleeing with the Youdu monsters.
After chasing for some thirty-fifty miles, the army of gods suddenly stopped while Cripple still carried Apothecary, rushing headlong. When they suddenly realized there was no one around them, they shuddered and ran back. Only when they returned to the army did they feel at ease.
"This is Deaf's limit so we can't go any further. If we continue to give chase, we will give the game away," Granny whispered.
"You guys didn't even inform us ahead of time, made me still continue to push forward..." Cripple grumbled.
Apothecary climbed down from his back, his legs still trembling. "Damned Cripple I almost died to the devils because of you!"
