"Our homeland is behind us, and we have no chance to retreat. Battle, battle, and contribute our last drop of blood for the Heavenly Courts."

A voice echoed on the road ahead.

In the vast desert, the sand and wind were flying. On the high dune, a 10-meter-high god supported a broken flag and stood on the top of the dune, blocking the way.

But in fact, this god had already died.

There was a silver nail inserted between his eyebrows, which ...