"What should we do, what should we do?" The Eight Great Clan Leaders and those deities who hadn't been possessed were all pacing anxiously, not knowing what to do, because those who had been possessed were their closest kin. How could they bear to strike them down?
At this moment, a pillar of support was needed, someone to take command and make the decision—and that responsibility fell on Landyn Torres.
If he lacked the resolve, then the Eight Great Families would face a catastrophic defeat today and become the laughingstock of the Heavenly Realm.
"Kill them. Those who are possessed are doomed to die. Whether we act or not, these Ancient Gods will end up killing them anyway. So... kill!" The moment Landyn Torres uttered the word "kill," he acted once again. Without moving from his spot, he stomped fiercely on the ground, and the God Punch of Annihilation struck out.
With this punch, heaven and earth collapsed, spirits wailed, and wolves howled. Space crumbled, the world quaked.
