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“Oh?” Ant Emperor gave Yi-Shin a look of disbelief at his declaration. “So, the only way you can beat me is by begging for faith and dangling salvation like bait? How pathetic."
Kwaaaa!
He clenched his fist, exuding powerful divine power. “Look, faith is built on sheer force and terror, and that pathetic scrap of divine power you begged for earlier proves it!”
“Tsk.” Yi-Shin clicked his tongue in dismay.
The faith he gained after revealing his face was negligible—at best, a hundredth of Earth’s population, about tens of millions. However, Yi-Shin needed a trillion followers to attain the High-tier god status.
Even the Hunters, dying from the plague, looked at Yi-Shin as if he were a madman. Jeanne Lehman was probably the only one who fell for his half-hearted effort.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, Ant Emperor vanished—or rather, moved so fast that even a god’s eyes, let alone high-speed cameras, couldn’t track him.
“Argh!”
Ant Emperor reappeared, slamming his fist into Yi-Shin’s abdomen.
Baaam!
With a deafening sound no flesh and bone should ever make, Yi-Shin bent at his...
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