973 Battle

"What?!"

The other handsome god was completely shocked. He didn't help his companion, because he thought it was demeaning for them to kill a mere slave together.

However, out of all expectation, his companion was flung back by the slave!

How was it possible?

They were superior gods. How could enslaved human beings compare to them?

"Damn it!"

The god was flung a hundred meters back before he finally regained balance. His face was red; his blood was roiling and his arm was trembling because of Su Ping's attack. It was an insufferable humiliation for him!

Why had a mere human been bold enough to do that?

"Die! You must die!" the god roared. The illusion behind his back suddenly merged with his body. Dazzling golden light radiated from his body in such a way that he looked like the Sun. He roared and charged with his spear again, freezing time and space.