With the pressure slightly eased, the God of Slaughter erupted in ecstasy, as if clutching a lifeline.
He instantly unleashed his final two avatars—one approaching quasi‑Eternal sage rank, the other already reaching it.
This was his last trump card.
The three figures surged toward the Red Moon Sage Rank, not to attack, but to carve a path of escape.
Rock Sage Rank and the Fate Singer followed closely, desperately pushing outward.
All the legions launched another synchronized barrage.
The Red Moon Sage Rank and the two reinforcements from the Sanctuary of Rebirth had their divine bodies shattered in an instant.
The God of Slaughter and his other two avatars also suffered grievous damage, and the newly opened gap was sealed once again.
"Damn you, Aurek!"
The God of Slaughter was now utterly insane.
He drew forth an Origin Relic and barreled forward, enduring the dense onslaught.
