As Agra watched the devastated dungeonndscape, he let out a bitterugh. The Demon of Eternal War is not something that could so easily crumble.
He is the one who firstunched the signal for the destruction of the continent, the nightmare who overthrew numerous nations, and the monster who led dozens of battlefronts alone. To think he would die under the pressure of his own subordinates.
"What a magnificent n. You said you would torment the Apostle of the Lord, and yet, what is this? Did I hear that wrong? Was your n actually to torment your own allies instead?"@@novelbin@@
Agra mocked the Pope, checking the situation of the other evil gods who had been resurrected on the earth.
The mes that should have engulfed the earth upon resurrection were now fading, trapped in the mountains, unable to escape.
The one who should lead the world into an emptiness where everything could be transformed was being swallowed up by darkness little by little.
The darkness that should have appeared next had already long since faded, and given the current circumstances, it seemed nothing would be different from destruction.
In the end, all the Pope had prepared would disappear without causing any harm to the Apostle of the Lord.
"Why not just abandon everything now? It doesn''t seem like there''s much difference in the chaos you n to create."
With the situation like this, would the Pope’s main objective be achieved properly?
That was an overly optimistic assumption. How could they win when they had already exposed all of their cards, facing the Apostle of the Lord?
"Indeed, it seems the Apostle knows everything I nned. Truly the wisdom of one chosen by the Lord."
"So, will you just stand there and take it?"
"Hmm. Honestly, it''s not too bad even if I were to lose."
If one could lose by the miracle of the Lord, that would be an honorable thing. There was no reason to mourn or be angry about it.
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