The Divine Races' counterattack.
It was far quicker than anyone had imagined.
Just two hours after repelling the Allied Armies of Various Races and slaying two enforcers of the Komodo Divine Clan, the "A-Level Squadron" led by the "True God" tore through the space above the human capital city, appearing within the sight of all humanity.
No need for changes in the sky's backdrop.
And no need for background music to set the mood.
The thirty-three A-Level supreme beings of the Komodo Divine Clan, merely hovering in place, their emanating pressure causing the Transcendents within the capital to tremble in spirit, their feet icy cold.
As for the tens of millions of ordinary people, they were barely affected.
After all, being too weak, like an ant, it is hard to comprehend what a bird of prey is…
The "sky" representing the judge and the "earth" representing the bearer thus faced each other in silence for a long while.
Until the spatial rift torn open by the gods slowly healed.
