"I am already invincible in the world! No one can defy my orders. God of Contaminated Blood, taste true filth!"
He elevated his soul higher, spewing out gray gas madly, enveloping the entire Blood Sea like a vast gray mist.
At the same time, the soil from the ground flew together, forming a yellow-brown shield in his left hand and a yellow-brown trident in his right hand.
Asa flew directly into the horde of Flesh Puppets. Under the gray gas, he was at ease, as if a War God, slaughtering large swathes of monsters while continuously spewing gray gas to curse more flesh creations.
In mid-air, Bossivale, who was sweeping the blood tide with scorching rays, raised his head in surprise: "Huh? The power of the Blood God's Root Origin seems to have weakened a bit?"
He noticed that in the sky, the King's firelight significantly pushed back the blood light, occupying more space. Although still at a disadvantage, it regained a little bit.
