The Blood Lord of Medium Divine Power is undoubtedly a figure of the highest echelon to the inhabitants of the Main Plane.
A wave of a hand can destroy a city, a single thought can decide the fate of millions.
He holds authority, his words are a divine mandate!
But at this moment, this evil god crawling out from the Abyss is Lear's hunting target...
Gazing at the majestic figure on the Bronze War Chariot, Lear's mind shifted slightly.
The next moment, the void beside him twisted, and without a sound, the figure of the Goddess of Misfortune appeared.
The moment this supreme entity appeared, she looked towards the Blood Lord.
Then she glanced at the demon army attacking the Dark Night Elf Main City, slightly furrowing her brows.
"The demons have become increasingly unscrupulous…"
When the rules of the Main Plane had not changed, even if demons could enter the Main Plane, they would do so secretly, fearing discovery by others.
Now, they have no scruples at all.
