“Ah!” Winged High God turned into a rain of blood with a flash within.

He was still a High God. In this perilous moment, he used his totems to protect his true fate and made it out of this space.

Nevertheless, his true fate was dimmed now. Despite surviving, he would need, perhaps, several ten thousands of years to recover back to his peak state.

The moment the bell sounded, the ones hiding nearby used their defensive barriers.

The sound wave came and shattered these barriers one by one. Some even vomited blood from the impact. Of course, it was a much better outcome than what happened to Winged High God.

All of them were High Gods that have been hiding here for a long time to study the bell. This was why they came prepared...