Chapter 66

Li Yue's vision blurred.

When he reappeared,

he was standing above a vast space mixing plains, jungles, and hills,

spanning over a hundred kilometers in length and width.

Directly beneath him

lay a tribe.

It was the Gewushi Tribe!

A large number of half-orcs, along with Fu Luli and Kalim, looked around in confusion.

As for the other end of the space—

Li Yue could not see clearly.

In his field of vision, everything was shrouded in mist.

Only when believers walked forward could they dispel the mist, granting him vision.

At the same time,

opposite him,

the God of Hail, clad in white robes with a gloomy aura, suddenly appeared.

The two were separated by over a hundred kilometers.

One on the left, one on the right.

Both were enveloped by their respective divine domains.

"God of Thunder!"

The God of Hail gritted his teeth, looking over with a cold voice.

"God of Hail, long time no see."

Li Yue smiled.

"You can still smile?"

"In a moment, I will personally twist off your head!"

"Leaving you unable to even cry!"

The God of Hail was brimming with murderous intent.

At the same time, a sense of delight surged within him.

The Divine War Space

offered no escape!

He wanted the God of Thunder to know the consequences of plotting against him!

"I await the outcome."

Li Yue smiled.

He paid no further heed to the God of Hail.

His gaze swept downward.

A majestic and awe-inspiring voice exploded beside the ears of all believers:

"My brave believers."

"The Divine War has begun."

"Before you lie the evil followers of the God of Hail."

"Slay them, suppress them."

"Prove your valor and fearlessness to me!"

As his words fell,

within the Gewushi Tribe,

the confused half-orcs instantly grew excited.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

They shouted fervently, their morale soaring.

Warrior after warrior knelt on one knee, bowing to the sky:

"Great Lord, your glory is not to be profaned. We shall become the sword in your hand, beheading all enemies for you!"

"Behead all enemies for our Lord!"

The Black Dragon Fu Luli and the Dark Ancient Tree Kalim roared, their voices like thunder.

"Brave followers of my God!"

"Advance!"

"Tear apart all false god followers, make them fear, make them tremble!"

Elder Pope Huo Ge fervently raised his staff high.

He leaped onto a raptor, turned, and charged out of the tribe.

Beside him,

Shaman Rites, a man of few words but deadly action, gripped his staff and also leaped onto a raptor.

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