The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

When Philip let go, the red-white fireball blasted toward the shield formed by the battle gods like a falling meteorite.

Boom!

After the pale golden spear hit the shield, the shield was dull without any luster. The golden spear also disappeared into nothingness.

As the battle gods heaved a sigh of relief, the red-white fireball arrived.

This fireball was not weaker than the golden spear earlier but more powerful because of the unique level 75 fire element. It was as if a powerful missile exploded in the sky above the battle god battalion.

Flames instantly swept across the battle god battalion. A mushroom cloud also appeared above them. Miserable cries resounded throughout the area, and the battle gods were no better. They had endured two powerful attacks in a row.

Fenrir roared, "Philip Clarke, it's either you or me today!"

god battalion that was almost wiped out, Fenrir knew he was wrong. He should not have brought so many people from the battle god battalion here

of the battalion

with his sweat and tears, and just to deal with

could he

with hatred. No one expected such a tough

were not as strong as Fenrir, and the two attacks just now were almost their limit. Even if they had the mind to kill Philip now, they had no

could still

energy and had

landed, several men in black robes suddenly appeared, and Fenrir

you can help me kill Philip now, I promise you can get double the

hated Philip to the bone. Seeing the Great Augur and his people now, he saw the hope of wiping

two attacks just now had taken a lot