The aftermath of the gods' battle swept down like an apocalyptic disaster.
Below, the Order Alliance Army, which had just erupted in a thunderous cheer for destroying the third demon outpost, was instantly enveloped by an unparalleled divine suppression.
This was not a targeted attack; merely the presence itself and the combat's scattered waves were enough to suffocate ordinary beings.
The cheers came to an abrupt halt.
Thud! Thud!
A large number of soldiers with slightly weaker strength, whether Night Watcher recruits, mercenaries, or ordinary Avenger members.
Under the terrifying divine power clashing from four entities, they were like being struck on the knees by an invisible heavy hammer.
They involuntarily collapsed to the ground, faces pale, bodies trembling, nearly unable to hold their weapons.
