Yi Chun's consciousness quickly captured the area where the arrow shot.

There, a human woman was standing there holding a bow.

Yi Chun could sense that she was not a living being.

Rather, it is a spirit body that exists in some special form.

"Salute to you."

"The Tarish people have no tradition of leaving friendly forces to fight alone."

"At least, not before I die."

"When my soul has not completely dissipated, it won't!"

As if sensing Yi Chun's gaze, the human female spirit nodded.

"I don't know what kind of stupid things my stupid juniors have done."

"Sometimes, I even doubt whether they are my descendants."

"They have inherited neither my bravery nor the wisdom of their ancestors."

"Fortunately, they won't have another chance to cry for their mother."

"Farewell, strange friendly forces..."

"I told that guy a long time ago not to have so many babies..."

She continued chatteringly.

And her soul gradually dissipated in this world.

There is no priceless power...

Naturally, Yi Chun didn't finish listening, he just left a small part of his perception here.

And his main energy is to take advantage of the changes in the form of the ancient god Lugen-Sosi to deal a series of heavy blows to him!

Yi Chun likes turn-based games, but doesn't like turn-based battles.

A stick!

Another stick!

The power of all realms fell suddenly!

The body is broken, twisted and collapsed!

The entire lower plane echoed with Lugen Sosi's wailing!

"Go back and beg for the next fool!"

"And how could I, Lugen Souci, die in such a helter-skelter manner!"

The broken pieces of flesh were glued together to form a vague human shape.

Then, it picked up the broken ax with less than half left.

Roaring angrily, he rushed towards Yi Chun!

"charge!!"

It roared in its own native language!

Then, he was completely crushed by a stick falling from the sky!

The scarlet and twisted divinity was pulled out from the shattered flesh and blood.
Chapter completed!