The God's Games

This left the town's residents stunned.

They pointed at the players who were coming out of the church one after another, speechless, "So the heroes are immortal?"

The townspeople huddled together, discussing for a moment, and then they understood.

The heroes that were summoned by the God of Light are like the demons created by the God of Darkness.

The demons don't need to eat or drink, so it makes sense that the heroes summoned by the God of Light wouldn't die either.

This must be a miracle granted by the God of Light.

It looks like they really are saved.

The players can respawn infinitely, but the demons are different.

Eventually, the players will wear down all the demons.

Seeing their numbers dwindle, the demons realized the seriousness of the situation.

Four of them stood together and started chanting a spell.

Spicy Flavor Fairy who was standing on the stone wall, watched their actions in surprise, "The demons can use magic too?"

And this magic seemed really powerful.

Looking up, he saw that the bright blue sky was suddenly covered by a dark cloud.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared within it, and the next moment, black and red lightning bolts were about to strike down.

Spicy Flavor Fairy's eyes widened.

How were they supposed to defend against this?

They had never seen this kind of magic before.

He didn't have any solutions at the moment, so he could only shout to the people below, "The demons at the back are using magic! What should we do?"

Pork Rib Boss was overwhelmed, his mind racing.

There were still many demons in front of them, and they didn't have time to fight through them to reach the ones at the back.

Not to mention, they were barely holding on as it was, so there was no way they had the strength to sneak to the back.

Only Snowball, with his high level and speed, might be able to do it.

But just as he was about to tell Snowball, he heard Spicy Flavor Fairy shout, "It's too late! The magic is about to strike!"

Hearing this, Father Barry opened his eyes and looked up at the shocking sight above.

Instinctively, he glanced over at Hanjun.

Hanjun waved his finger, and a white light followed his movement.

Just as the black lightning was about to strike, a transparent protective barrier flashed, and then, like the black lightning, disappeared.

The people below were completely unharmed.

Seeing this, Father Barry breathed a sigh of relief.

Hanjun lowered his hand, pretending nothing had happened.

Thanks to Father Barry's earlier actions, which led the townspeople to pray to the God of Light, Hanjun had gained some faith energy, allowing him to easily cast this protective spell and fend off the demons' attack.

"We survived."

Noticing the sky, which looked like it was filled with divine punishment, the townspeople felt relieved when all the danger suddenly disappeared.

They were grateful to have survived and felt an even deeper reverence for the God of Light.