C448 The Target Was Clear

As the pontifex, Pardo, was thrown into the wide belly of the mountain, a fierce battle instantly erupted.

The God of Violence, who was charging over with unstoppable momentum, was extremely exaggerated. The mace in his hand was waving fiercely, and it seemed as if he wanted to destroy the God of Ruin with a single move.

The God of Ruin snorted disdainfully. Facing such an attack