C2363 A Bamboo Stick Broke the Divine Light

The figure that jumped down from the sky was naturally the floating stone.

"Pfft —"

The magma sword easily pierced through Foronie's head like cutting through tofu.

At this moment, the power of faith was like a decoration.

Scalding magma gushed out from within Foronie's body.

Amidst the miserable wails, the old figure gradually melted away.

Anger, resentment, and unwillingness..