The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 4747

Moments later,

Austin and the chaotic sky-devouring beast arrived at the battlefield.

They looked around to see numerous governing gods fighting fiercely for the Magical Polarity Token.

More and more of the governing gods were dying with each passing minute.

This meant that governing gods could be killed!

If one was strong enough, they could terminate a governing god.

A middle-aged man with thousands of arms suddenly burst into laughter.

"The Magical Polarity Token is mine now! Cover me! I'm going to retreat now!"

he said smugly to his companions.

He was holding a white jade slip in one of his hands.

The jade slip was engraved with all kinds of mysterious runes.

Dozens of creatures surrounded him and

escorted him to the distant void.

These creatures had thousands of arms, just like the middle-aged man. It was a creepy sight.

They were from a powerful race—

the thousand-handed race.

"You want to escape?

That's not going to happen!"

An angry roar suddenly rang out.

And then, a gigantic fiery-red bird appeared in the distance.

It opened its huge wings and swept through the space, enveloping a large area.

A series of loud sounds announced the appearance of more such birds—dozens of them!

Every bird was a governing god, belonging to another powerful race. These governing gods were showing their true bodies in order to get their hands on the Magical Polarity Token. They flew towards the man who had gotten his hands on the token.

"You assholes, get out of my way!" the thousand-armed man fumed.

He gripped the Magical Polarity Token tightly, glaring at the birds.

The members from his race stood close by him, fighting the birds and trying to fend them off.

"If you want to leave,

give us the Magical Polarity Token!" one of the birds said.

The birds weren't about to let them go and continued to pounce on them.

"There is no escape for you!"

another bird roared.

It had barely finished speaking when more than a hundred such birds appeared beside it.

This race was too powerful. There were more than a hundred governing gods in this race and all of them had come for the Magical Polarity Token.

The birds flew forward and surrounded the thousand-handed men.

It was obvious that the birds had the upper hand as they outnumbered their targets. They launched fierce attacks on their target, trying to get their wings and feet on the Magical Polarity Token from the middle-aged man.

The birds moved so fast that the middle-aged man looked around in desperation.

The birds' attack was too fierce for him to take.

"Damn it!" he roared, panicking.

He knew that it would be impossible for him to defeat dozens of these birds on his own.