The thunder clapped like the fury of the heavens.
In the half-beasts' dull gaze and the elves' bewildered eyes, they watched as the arrogant half-beast leader was struck directly by lightning, turned into a charred black piece of coal...
Then, he slowly fell to the ground.
His scorched face toward the sky seemed to linger in the moment when he had just mocked the Divine.
Only now did it appear as a form of ridicule against himself, utterly ludicrous.
The majesty of the Divine could not be desecrated.
Don't even mention a True God.
Even a Fake God wouldn't tolerate such mockery within their domain, as it was sheer self-destruction.
Especially since this Divine was not in the Heavenly Realm but was present in this very plane. The half-beast leader was even within their sphere of influence!
In the air, the smell of roasted meat began to drift.
The pungent odor caused some elves to turn pale and vomit uncontrollably.
The remaining half-beasts were utterly stunned.
