"Focus the power around me!
Let other positions be left open, those damn humans and undead want to plunder the Divine artifacts, right?
Then give them the chance!"
After the Iron Sword, which Beastman Prince Shahrarm was originally confident would suppress the Ancient Evil God, had lost its effect, he lost his initial confident stance.
That Iron Sword had been used by the Beast God and had been offered countless sacrifices to reseal some of the Beast God's power within it.
But now such a terrifying weapon couldn't even withstand a second, the terror of the Ancient Evil God was beyond his imagination.
Yet, the Divine Artifact and Divine body were tempting him, making him hold on to the last vestige of hope.
At this moment, the price paid was so heavy; if he did not get what he wanted, his losses would be too great to accept.
Whoo-whoo~
