Chapter 592: Our God Has Fallen!

The Crimson Moon shattered in the sky.

Countless believers on the Mortal Plane looked up at the sky.

Shock engulfed their eyes.

The gaze that enveloped them disappeared.

In the past, even the pan-believers could feel the sun-like gods looked down on them from beyond the sky.

There was nothing at this moment. There was nothing.

It felt like someone got used to being in the light, and one blew the candle down.

It was pitch-black as far as the eye could see. The sense of security in their hearts was like a young girl's long dress. A hooligan tore it apart and disappeared without a trace.

Many believers trembled and prostrated on the ground. They pressed their heads and chanted prayers.

There was no response despite their devout prayers and fervent chant.

No, it disappeared. God no longer responded to them!

Some believers cried and even sat on the ground weakly. Their faces appeared sorrowful.