assistirfilmes Chapter 609 The Return! A Power That Threatens the Gods!
Chapter 609 The Return! A Power That Threatens the Gods!
this is the power of the gods. though, in the presence of sterl, even the feeble divine power-level beings are nothing more than an insignificant threat, easily destroyed with a flick of the wrist.
but to beings beneath the gods, they are invincible deities, every movement akin to a terrifying natural disaster.
without the same level of power to oppose it, the strength of a god is an unstoppable calamity. wherever it passes, everything will be obliterated.
"my lord, we have not failed in our duty. these insects have all been eradicated!"
boris and the other gods approached sterl, respectfully reporting, the wariness on their faces dissipating somewhat.
the combat strength exhibited by the silver spiders earlier had truly startled them, but fortunately, though these strange insects were deceptive, they did not yet pose a threat to them.
sterl nodded slightly, then glanced toward the rear of the silver spiders. he knew that these were merely fodder.
behind these bizarre creatures, there were far more powerful beings pulling the strings—those were sterl's true targets.
his intuition told him that unless these puppet masters were destroyed, it wouldn't be long before the silver spider swarm would return, bringing devastation once more.
to truly liberate and save this layer of hell, he would have to eliminate the shadowy figures pulling the strings behind it all.
perhaps that was also the reason why the will of hell had transported him here—to the fourth layer of hell. the invaders here weren't as strong, giving him time to adapt and analyze. perhaps it was also to make him realize this truth, so he could ultimately save this part of hell.
a cold glint flashed in sterl's eyes. he was also curious to see just how strong these creatures' true methods were.
seeing sterl's gaze, boris and the others paused for a moment, then immediately understood, following his line of sight.
soon, they felt an evil presence rapidly surging from the distance. this aura was identical to the silver spiders they had just wiped out, and even more repulsive and hostile than demons or defilers!
"they dare to return?"
a murderous fury appeared on boris's face. these disgusting creatures were like stubborn pests, coming in waves no matter how many times they were destroyed. well, if that's the case, let's wipe them all out!
the other gods were not afraid either. like boris, their faces were filled with anger. although they had now become sterl's followers and showed great respect in his presence, at their core, they were still gods—high and mighty, above all others!
these strange creatures that made them feel disgusted and repulsed were naturally seen as a provocation to them.
"go," sterl said.
"destroy everything, uncover the truth behind it, and then bring it to me."
sterl spoke with a calm, indifferent gaze.
his power and position had changed drastically. now that he had these gods as his followers, he no longer needed to personally handle every matter. all he had to do was give orders, then wait for everything to be brought to him.
"yes, my lord!"
this meant that the strange gray mist was a power of the same origin as divine power, and perhaps even a more formidable energy!
and such energy was somehow under the control of these cannon fodder creatures!
what did this mean? it meant that every being beneath the gods would be suppressed by this bizarre mist!
not only that, but the hellish creatures evolved from these silver spiders were even stronger than the hellish races they had absorbed. all the flaws and vulnerabilities they once had had been perfected. they were practically killing machines with stats at the pinnacle of all possibilities!
seeing these alienated hellspawn charging toward them, snarling and roaring, boris and the others were deeply shocked. the divine authority suppression that had worked so well in the past had actually lost its effect? the power of these monsters was almost too exaggerated!
they were gods! beings born once in a thousand generations, among countless extraordinary geniuses. to be stopped by these cannon fodder creatures was an absolute disgrace!
"crush them!"
among the ten, the god of werewolves let out a low growl and immediately transformed into a towering, muscular werewolf. as the god of the werewolf clan, he not only wielded the werewolf's divine authority and law, but also possessed the clan's greatest speed, strength, and even vitality.
in an instant, countless afterimages appeared in mid-air. each afterimage was precisely aimed, slashing through the bodies of these alienated hellspawn with deadly accuracy.
in just one exchange, these bizarre creatures were torn apart, their bodies crashing violently into the ground, creating countless deep craters.
in a single second, the god of werewolves had slaughtered the majority of them!
however, at that moment, he suddenly stopped. a look of horror spread across his face.
to his shock, a gray mist had adhered to his body, spreading like flames across his form.
a sharp pain surged through him. in his perception, these mists seemed composed of countless particles even smaller than dust, continuously gnawing and devouring his divine power and his body. even his soul felt an unprecedented, intense sense of danger.
the god of werewolves' expression changed instantly. he quickly began channeling his divine power, attempting to burn away the mist. but the mist was surprisingly tenacious. each time his divine power struck it, only a tiny portion was eradicated. at this rate, he would have to exhaust all his divine power to completely eliminate it.
but that was only if he could survive long enough to reach that point!
"help me!" he cried out, without hesitation, rushing toward the others in desperation.
boris and the other gods exchanged horrified glances. seeing the god of werewolves in such pain, it was as though their minds had been struck with a heavy blow.
they never imagined that even the god of werewolves would fall victim to this.
there was no time to think. they quickly released their divine power and law power, focusing all their efforts on dissolving the gray mist that clung to the god of werewolves.
fortunately, with the combined efforts of the ten gods, they managed to slowly burn away the mist from the god of werewolves.
at that moment, the god of werewolves was left pale, drenched in sweat, gasping for air. he felt as though he had narrowly escaped death.
he checked his current condition, and his face immediately shifted to one of terror. in such a short time, his divine body had already sustained damage. his divine power had been depleted by more than half, and even his soul had suffered significant harm.
such injuries, if left without external help, would take him at least six months to recover from!