Thousands of visions poured into Xaloc's head, visions of his life in the mortal world, of Uriel and his time in the Depths.
At the same time, Ares's figure flashed his figure flashed while the crimson-colored divine chains that enveloped his entire body fluttered wildly, and it suddenly transformed into crimson-red armor. Spear in hand, he thrust.
Bang!
Thousands of poppies transformed into numerous peerless divine blades and a shield. The swords shot towards Amir as Xaloc lifted the shield to meet Ares's attack.
This sort of courage to fight both of them by himself and Xaloc's bearing that looked down upon all gods in the world carried an aura of supremacy that was extremely astounding.
"You idiot that does not know how vast the immensity of heaven is!"
None of them held back and they all utilized their trump cards.
