"Ha-ha, let's see how you can turn the tables this time. There are hundreds of thousands of Demi-gods. Even if I don't make a move, you will have to endure the number of these Demi gods to death!"
The God of creation laughed complacently. His move was brilliant.
This was the heritage of the owner of the three thousand worlds!
If it weren't for Leon, he wouldn't have had the chance to turn the tables in the small world.
"Are you still here to confront me and not to save your friends? They may not be able to hold on for long, right?"
Seeing Leon still stand in front of him, the God of creation said jokingly.
Obviously, he wanted Leon to rescue his friends. In this way, the effect of the spiritual fighting flag would be wasted.
This was a complete conspiracy.
But Leon never played according to common sense.
He said lightly, "Who said I needed to go back and save them? Look!"