"The last resort, huh..."
Hearing McCarthy's words, Zhang Xiaoman temporarily gave up the idea of releasing Unlimited Teleportation.
"If it's just five minutes, then maybe it's not impossible..."
He looked up, gazing at the seven figures in the sky, recognizing each of their identities.
Dark God, Razor.
Despair Goddess, Nevan.
Desire God, Sharon.
God of Trickery, Saji.
Life Goddess, Laura.
God of Wealth, Guitar.
God of Slaughter, Black Pattern.
Although he couldn't match these gods' titles with them one by one, Zhang Xiaoman had done some homework, finding it not difficult to know their names.
Given the current status of himself and others, handling even one of these people alone would be unlikely, let alone dealing with all seven at once.
Thinking of this, he silently calculated in his heart, then looked at McCarthy, nodded, and said:
