At this moment, no one cared about Valentina's tragic fate.
"..."
Everyone watching this scene fell into a chilling silence.
Gods were silent, mortals trembled.
No one could remain calm in the face of this spectacle.
An epic-level avatar of a divine being turned to ashes with just a wave of a hand.
Anyone with even a slight understanding of divine domains knew the enormity of this event without needing to delve deeper.
"This... is the Sun God..."
Countless mortal warriors looked in awe at the blood-red figure with golden eyes, murmuring the name of the Scorching Sun.
"Master of the Sun, who governs the [Sun], [Justice], [Destruction]."
Meanwhile, the gods felt uneasy, looking on with complex expressions.
"Alberta, have you grown stronger again?"
Both the Evil Gods and the True Gods weren't particularly emotional at this moment.
Evil Gods worried about the Sun God cleansing them again upon His revival,
