" a reverent-god ... has fallen?! "
someone shouted on the battlefield, and the feeling of panic pierced into the hearts of the orc army.
many intelligent beastman kings also degenerated into beasts at this moment. all of their courage was shattered and scattered, and only fear remained in the depths of their souls.
they were roaring, they were roaring, and they were desperately trying to escape to the outer circle.
the avatar of the nine revolution divine phoenix heaven had used the power of fire to kill supreme god crocodile.
even the remnant will of the ancient orc god in its body evaporated.
he could understand what this meant even if he used his toes to think.
the orc tribe had used all their trump cards, but they still lost their god and their second god of orcs.
the ancestral dragon's side wasn't even close to death, let alone dead. at most, they were seriously injured.
how could they fight this?