Chapter 239: Eternal Divine Selection_1

Meanwhile, under the cover of the pitch-black night, the Northern Land was filled with an air of death. Even the icy gales couldn't diminish the terrible killing intent.

"Hmph!!"

Achane coldly threw the corpse in his hand to the side, standing up as three eyes burned with bottomless rage. Feeling the wrath of this chosen god, the surrounding demons didn't even dare to draw breath.

For Achane, he never expected the situation to take such a drastic turn within a day. Just before this, he held the upper hand, thinking the resistance of the United Army was nothing more than futile struggles. However, in just a single day, he felt as if his face had been violently slapped, full of anger and humiliation.

All the Chaos God's chosen champions were killed. Not a single one left unscathed. The Vanguard Army suffered heavy losses, completely crumbling. This was an unacceptable failure for Achane!

But it was useless. Whether he accepted it or not, the outcome was inevitable.