"Go to hell!"
In a fit of rage, two broadswords of primitive simplicity appeared in Otis' hands. The blades were as wide as two sharp doors, slashing at Lucian.
"What the hell? You really want to smash me? Ha ha. Don't get too confident!"
Lucian merely laughed out wildly in response. Then, a huge violet and golden hammer appeared in his hand. He swung the hammer and blocked the attack from Otis.
Boom!
As the two medium-grade divine gods gave their all in the fight, loud clashing sounds were heard, shaking the whole space and the earth below.
"Don't just stand there! Give it all you've got and let's fight this one to the finish!"
Lucian's companions, three medium-grade divine gods and dozens of preliminary-grade divine gods, let out numerous loud roars and rushed towards Otis with vicious expressions on their faces.
"Bastards, don't be so rude!"
Behind Otis, the strong man named Magee rushed forward and threw out a punch. His fist quickly enlarged, and the bone-chilling, flapping sound of a dragon's wings and the earth-shattering growl of a tiger hit them like a windy storm, making the void in front of him collapse.
Magee was also a medium-grade divine god.
In addition to him, there was another middle-aged man with an elegant face clad in a white robe. He also stood out as he fought against their enemies, standing side-by-side with Otis.
This gentleman was also a medium-grade divine god.
There were three other medium-grade divine gods who had come with Otis to escort Austin and his companions, which brought the total to four medium-grade divine gods on their side, including Otis himself.
In addition, there were also three preliminary-grade divine gods.
On the other side, Austin, Ingram, and Tyrone were also as strong as preliminary-grade divine gods.
Thus, the battle between the medium-grade divine gods of both sides had begun.
This battle was fated to be a fierce one, with an ugly defeat waiting for the side that was doomed to lose.
In addition, dozens of preliminary-grade divine gods under Lucian's command, had surrounded Austin and his team, all wearing a cheeky smile on their faces.
The plan was to capture Austin and his companions alive.
The faces of the three preliminary-grade divine gods who came with Otis turned ghastly pale. They somewhat regretted joining Otis seeing that Lucian's group seemed awful. They didn't look like they played by the rules, and instead liked to play dirty.
They were well aware that it was useless to beg for mercy or even surrender since Lucian was so ferocious and heartless that he had never shown anyone even a bit of compassion.
The only option for them was to fight. And if this was where their lives ended then so be it.
As for Austin, Ingram, and Tyrone, they were extremely upset for being targeted and regarded as nothing more than fat sheep. What an insult!
'What?'
Suddenly, Austin thought of something and looked toward Bill.
The medium-grade divine gods from both sides had begun
warf's right arm was forcibly ripped off the next moment.
"Kneel down!"
With Austin's earth shattering roar of anger, the terrifying sword aura, which was as intense as sea water, spread out from his body and enveloped the dwarf man.
For a moment, all kinds of sword auras with different shapes appeared, some like dragons, some like tigers, some like phoenixes, and some like turtles.
All kinds of legendary beast-shaped sword auras roared and surrounded the dwarf man, who was pinned down in shock, making his hair stand on end because of fear, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
At this time, how could he not know that the young man in front of him, who was only at the Divine Realm, was actually extremely terrifying?
Now stricken with fear, he assumed that the young man could kill him with only a thought. He didn't even need to take any physical action.
"Please spare my life!"
Evidently distracted, the dwarf fell on his knees with everyone watching and begged for mercy in front of Austin.
The dwarf man was well aware that he was surrounded by the sword auras released by Austin. Under Austin's mental control, he could be killed by the sword auras.
"What? What's going on?"
Everyone was stunned.
Even the medium-grade divine gods who were busy fighting, paused and turned to look at them.
"Whoa! Austin's swordsmanship is really amazing!"
Ingram and Tyrone couldn't help but exclaim, discreetly clapping their hands with glee.
"Humph! I can spare your life, but you can't escape from my punishment!"
With a sneer, Austin sent a message to the beast-shaped sword auras and in a few seconds, all of them rushed towards the dwarf.
"Aaaargh!"
The dwarf man screamed in pain at once.
"All of you must die!"
Austin let out a loud roar again!
Facing a group of preliminary-grade divine gods, Austin didn't feel the slightest pressure. He was like a ferocious wolf breaking into a flock of sheep where a wolf could easily destroy every single one of them.