Because the Master of Order had diverted some of his power to save the God of Aristocracy, he was unable to block the God of Light's fist.
This punch landed squarely on the Master of Order's body. The powerful force did not miss a single bit and instantly pierced through the Master of Order's body. Silver-white blood splattered everywhere.
To make matters worse, following this attack, the God of Light's power finally found a flaw and began to corrode the Master of Order's body from the wound.
To a great Divine Power, such an attack could almost be considered to have "vanquished the enemy and won."
But the God of Light did not stop and continued to attack. Every punch was aimed at the Master of Order's pierced chest. Although the Master of Order urgently created a third arm to help defend, he was still in a difficult situation and was hit from time to time.
But even in this extremely disadvantageous situation, the Master of Order still tried his best to save the God of Aristocracy.
To him, saving the God of Aristocracy was to maintain the order of this world. Killing the God of Light was also to maintain the order of this world. When the two were in conflict, he could not choose between them and could only force himself to do both.
Protecting the order of this world was the Master of Order's priesthood. This was not only his belief, but also his sorrow.
In the past, he had more than once encountered the dilemma of "two things in conflict to protect the order of the world." At that time, he had enough power to overcome this dilemma and achieve the best of both worlds.
But today, he finally did not have the power to achieve the best of both worlds.
Seeing that the Master of Order was gradually unable to resist, there was a sudden flash of light. Sui Xiong once again turned into a stream of light and went straight for the God of Light's brow.
He had finally digested the God of Light's head. Not only could he free his hand to attack again, but his power had also increased greatly and posed a greater threat to the God of Light.
But the God of Light did not care. With a wave of his hand, Sui Xiong spun and flew backwards. As he flew, he vomited blood.
To the Master of Order, the space of a wave of his hand was not enough.
But when the God of Light's other hand continued to hit the Master of Order's chest, a rusty and chipped wood axe blocked it.
The God of Justice, Yorgaardman, had made his move.
The God of Light was shocked. He did not expect that the God of Justice would actually come to stop him.
But after thinking about it for a moment, he understood the reason — he had devoured the God of Evil and committed all sorts of evil deeds. He had already crossed the line of "justice". Not to mention that Yorgaardman had always hated him, even if he had a good relationship with him, he would definitely come to deal with him at this moment.
Thinking of this, he could not help but smile. His smile was full of malice.
"Yorgaardman, if you had acted earlier, you might have been able to help. It's too late to act now! "
As he spoke, he waved his other fist and smashed the chopping axe into pieces. His remaining strength landed on Yorgaardman's chest, sending the burly God of Justice flying like a meteor and smashing dozens of worlds in one breath. If it wasn't for the few great Divine Powers who hadn't escaped too far away joining hands to catch him, who knew where he would have fallen to.
But during this delay, Sui Xiong arrived again.
He was still spitting blood from his mouth, but his aura had increased. Impressively, he was no less powerful than the God of Light when he had just become a great Divine Power.
The God of Light's punch had seriously injured him, but it also forced him to unleash his potential in this crisis. He quickly absorbed the three powers that the Dragon of Chaos had given him, the God of Light had devoured, and the gods had given him, turning them into his own power.
If not for the lack of a period of time to settle and control his own power, he could be considered a great Divine Power now.
Great Divine Powers compared to great Divine Powers, of course, there were many unimaginable miracles. But in terms of battle, these miracles were actually not very useful. It was like a professional fighter against an ordinary person. He could show off all sorts of beautiful moves, but against a fighter of the same level, it would often turn into ugly scuffles and scuffles.
There was no other reason. Beautiful things were mostly not useful, and useful things did not need to be beautiful to increase their value. A famous sword decorated with gold, silver, and precious stones would not be more lethal than a plain long sword without any inscriptions — if it was used as a reward to hire a killer, it would be a different story.
At this moment, Sui Xiong was like a plain long sword without inscriptions. It might not look good, but it definitely had power.
This time, the God of Light used about three seconds to send him flying.
Although Sui Xiong's injuries were more serious than the previous time, to the point that if anyone else attacked him, it would be enough to take his life. Sui Xiong had already achieved his goal and bought enough time for the Master of Order.
Three seconds, in addition to the moment that the God of Justice had bought for him, was enough for the Master of Order.
With a wave of his hand, the God of Aristocracy, who had been released from his explosive state, flew out. Although the erosion had not been completely eliminated and the pain of his priesthood being torn apart was still there, at least his life was saved.
After doing this, the Master of Order once again rushed towards the God of Light and waved his fist.
This time, it was the Master of Order who had the upper hand.
The God of Light was indeed very strong. He was so strong that even though the injured Master of Order had the upper hand, he still could not reverse the situation. If the fight continued like this, perhaps it would not take long for the Master of Order to turn the tables and regain the upper hand.
But before that, Sui Xiong had already recovered and rushed up to help.
This time, Sui Xiong was even stronger than before.
He was like an undying cockroach in a traditional manga. Every time he was defeated and stood up again, he would become stronger. It was as if as long as his fighting spirit was still burning, his power could be increased infinitely.
With his help, the Master of Order had the upper hand and forced the God of Light to retreat continuously, almost destroying his previous advantage.
In the third confrontation, the God of Light used more than ten minutes to find a suitable opportunity to severely injure Sui Xiong. And not with his fists, but with his weapon, the broadsword that had turned pitch-black and was even emitting evil thoughts and resentment.
This sword almost cut Sui Xiong in half. But before the attack could be completed, the Goddess of Wealth and the God of Law had already rushed up together. One on Sui Xiong's left and the other on his right, they instantly disappeared without a trace.
The two great Divine Powers focused on escaping, and the God of Light really could not find the time to chase after Sui Xiong while he was fighting the Master of Order.
So Sui Xiong escaped once again. Although the God of Light was annoyed that he had not been able to completely kill him, he finally heaved a sigh of relief and could rest assured that he could defeat the Master of Order.
… But he had relaxed too early.
After expending so much effort and energy, he had finally gained the upper hand again. Then, Sui Xiong came again.
The God of Light's roar spread throughout the entire world. Other than the usual malice in his voice, there was more frustration and helplessness.
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