"Look, the deities have arrived once again!"

Giants looked up and saw the descent of five demigods. The overwhelming aura emanating from the five demigods was palpable.

In an instant, it was as majestic as Franklin, overwhelming the Second Base. The hundred thousand giants at the Second Base struggled to breathe, under immense pressure, sweating profusely, filled with fear and anxiety.

"What’s going on? Why is the Second Base in such chaos? "

As soon as they arrived at the Second Base, everyone furrowed their brows. Shortly after, they subtly changed their expressions because they saw blood on the ground that hadn’t dried up yet.

Obviously, there had been a bloody rain not long ago. This indicated that two or more demigods had been killed!

This is bad, something has really gone wrong! The Second Warlords, including those behind him, had slight changes in their expressions.

Just at that moment, a figure appeared from a distance, catching their attention. It was Rios, the first demigod, with an extraordinary demeanor, looks, and physique!

"Rios? Where have you been before? Why couldn’t we reach you? "The Second Warlords relaxed when they saw her and then raised their eyebrows inquiringly, with a hint of blame.

"What? Are you questioning me?" Rios, the demigod, said in a stern tone.

"No, I’m just asking about your situation, just concerned about you! I’m fine, there was just a minor issue before, and I didn’t respond to you, that’s all!"

Rios, the Warlord, raised an eyebrow and coldly said, "Immediately take back your gaze, don’t look at me like that! It’s disgusting. Do you believe I’ll gouge out your eyes?"

The faces of the demigods couldn’t help but show a hint of embarrassment, and they turned their heads one by one. Honestly, just now, their minds were wandering because they had seen her graceful figure. It would have been strange not to think about it.

Soon, a group of six people arrived at the villa where the mechanical demigod and the ninth Warlord had died.

The villa and the surrounding buildings had been completely destroyed, leaving only a ruin. And two broken bodies lay in different places in the rubble.

"Indeed, they eventually perished! Damn it! The strength of that surface-dwelling human far exceeded our expectations! "An enraged demigod roared.

At this moment, the Second Warlord carefully examined the injuries of the two individuals, his brows furrowing in thought.

The Fourth Warlord approached and utilized his abilities. Suddenly, a phantom appeared on the ruins once again. Within the phantom, only the silhouettes of two individuals were visible, and they were the mechanical demigod and the ninth Warlord.

These two demigods seemed to be in conversation with someone, wearing eerie smiles on their faces. They even slowly removed their clothing and pants. The demigods present wore increasingly bizarre expressions.

Suddenly, the scene within the image changed in an instant. Both of them shattered and were crushed into a mess by some force. Soon, a crimson spear appeared and unexpectedly pierced through their chests from behind. The image ended there.

"This... this spear is from the surface-dwelling humans! It’s him again! "The demigods in the crowd had twisted expressions, roaring with a desire for vengeance against Waldo.

However, at that moment, the Second Demigod, who had been contemplating, suddenly brightened his eyes and looked up abruptly.

"This situation is not as simple as it seems! Think carefully, the third Warlord was killed by a surprise attack from behind, and these two demigods were also attacked when they were unprepared."

" In theory, this should not have happened. At our level, we should sense anyone appearing behind us!"

"Therefore, the one who killed them is an acquaintance! And this acquaintance is actually a surface-dwelling human in disguise! Furthermore, this acquaintance must be female!"

The words of the Second Warlord resonated like thunder in the hearts of the demigods. While speaking, the Second Warlord suddenly turned his gaze toward Rios, the Warlord.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

One after another, gazes fell upon the only female among them, Rios, the demigod!

Undoubtedly, if the Second Warlord’s speculation is correct, among all the people present, the prime suspect is none other than Warlord Rios! When you combine the fact that they couldn’t reach Rios earlier, the likelihood of Rios being a surface-dweller in disguise greatly increases!

"Stop spouting nonsense! If you have evidence, present it! With my power, can a surface-dwelling human deal with me? It’s ridiculous!" Rios, the Warlord, glared at the Second Warlord with irritation.

"It could as well be you! Why can’t it be you? You should know that surface-dwelling humans have a high probability of having the ability to create duplicates! You could easily impersonate me, even frame me, and eliminate me, the most powerful one, to rid yourself of the biggest threat. At that point, you’d likely have control over the other demigods!"

Upon hearing this, the demigods who had been harboring suspicions were left somewhat stunned. It seemed that Rios had a point. They couldn’t definitively distinguish between who was telling the truth and who was lying.

The other four demigods exchanged glances, then withdrew and distanced themselves from the two, keeping a vigilant eye on them.

"Very well, I understand. The real Rios Warlord is probably in grave danger now! And you, you are the surface-dwelling human, a counterfeit!" The Second Warlord’s gaze burned with anger. "Charge, everyone, let’s take him down! He’s the surface-dwelling human!"

Rios retorted furiously, "You indeed have something to hide! You’re so eager to kill me, you’re afraid!"

The other demigods exchanged uncertain glances and refused to act, as at this moment, they were genuinely perplexed. They couldn’t determine who was speaking the truth and who was lying.

Then, the two of them continued to argue back and forth. However, they couldn’t reach a resolution and remained in a standoff.

"I’ll fight you to the death!" The Second Warlord, completely infuriated, exploded in a fit of rage and charged at Rios, determined to settle the matter.

Bang!

In an instant, Rios, the Warlord, seemed to burst like a balloon when the Second Warlord gave her a smack, her body exploding into thin air.

The Second Warlord blinked, his face transforming into wild excitement. "Hahaha! Just as I suspected, Rios, the Warlord, was indeed a surface-dwelling human in disguise! The real Rios, the Warlord, is probably already dead!"

However, just at that moment, a piercing, desperate scream brought everyone present back to their senses. They turned their heads to see a hair-raising sight.

Rios, the Warlord, had appeared behind one of the demigods, and with her delicate, white hands, she slowly withdrew something from the demigod’s back.

In her bloodied hands, she held a massive, still-beating heart.

Bang!

The heart exploded, and the demigod’s eyes widened, instantly turning gray.

"Damn it! She really wasn’t Rios! Everyone, attack her!" The group of demigods had their eyes bulging in shock.

Suddenly, a tremendous surge of heat rushed towards Rios, the Warlord. At this moment, Rios’s form continued to shrink, and her appearance transformed. Before long, she assumed the image of a surface-dwelling human that made all the demigods present seethe with rage.

"This is seriously disgusting. Turning into a woman feels so damn unpleasant!" Waldo commented.