Chapter 441: The Gathering of the Three Gates_3

Both sides in the battle suffered repeated injuries, West's body was slashed open, and copious amounts of unidentified organs flowed like a waterfall.

The Ancient God's skin and bones cracked again and again, before the previous wounds could heal, the next wave of attacks arrived. The Ancient God's body was covered in cracks, resembling a glass sculpture about to shatter.

Suddenly, the Ancient God's body plummeted, as Sea Serpent-like vines wrapped around the deity's ankles, dragging Him towards the sea.

Amidst the battle, the World Tree's vines were massively severed and fell into the sea. They did not lose vitality but instead lay hidden, waiting for the right moment to burst forth and cause trouble.

In West's eyes, only the color of madness remained, yet his combat instinct became even sharper. He knew there might be only one chance.

He stretched out his hand, screaming as he tore off the spiral horn on his head, blood gushing out.