Chen Mo's Flight

"You want to take him? You'll have to ask for my opinion first!"

At that moment, the Satan Martial God spoke, instantly silencing the bickering Divine Bull Martial God and Eight-headed Serpent Martial God. Both turned to look at the Satan Martial God.

The meaning in their gazes was obvious. You only lost a few believers—compared to us, that was not even a single hair from nine oxen. What right did you have to demand a say?

The Eight-headed Serpent Martial God spoke directly.

"Satan, stay out of this. My country has been wiped out. You can imagine the losses involved. Don't even think about taking advantage!"

"Exactly! My losses are even greater. To nurture several Divine Envoys, I lost more than half my believers. The entire Country of India has lost two-thirds of its population!"

The Divine Bull Martial God stared hard at the Satan Martial God. After saying this, he tilted his head to glance at the Eight-headed Serpent Martial God before finally turning toward the Southern Barbarian King.

"Big Brother Southern Barbarian, judge this fairly. Although my country hasn't been destroyed, the two-thirds of the population I lost already exceeds the total population of the Country of Japan!"

"My losses are so great—shouldn't Chen Mo be left for me to deal with?"

"Divine Bull, you're being unreasonable! My entire country was destroyed! Everyone is gone!"

The Eight-headed Serpent Martial God shot the Divine Bull Martial God a furious glare, then looked toward the Southern Barbarian King. "Big Brother Southern Barbarian, you have to stand up for me. Without believers, it will be even harder for my strength to grow. I'm the worst off here!"

"You've suffered, but I've suffered plenty too. To catch Chen Mo and destroy the Great Xia Nation, I contributed a great deal. We