Twenty low-level God-Makers grabbed the divine slave firmly by the body, dragging him backward together.
"Don't stop me! Let me kill him!" The divine slave's eyes were filled with boundless fury—a rage suppressed for a millennium. Even as he was dragged backward, his hands clawed desperately at the ground, as if he might scramble forward at any moment to exact his revenge!
His eyes were bloodred and dripping, terrifying as a demon!
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