The Mechanical Race True God seemed to sense that this [Nether God Image] possessed consciousness as well. Seeing it speak, He showed it no mercy at all.
Wang Teng's mouth twitched.
Why had he never noticed that the Mechanical Race True God was so sharp-tongued?
Could it be that He had been hiding it all along?
What Wang Teng did not know was that the Mechanical Race True God had not encountered an opponent of the same level before.
Even those Darkness Breed Demon Venerables controlling the [Calamity Demon Body] had not been worthy of making Him speak.
In His eyes, they had merely borrowed external power.
Moreover, He had been extremely stifled in the previous battles. Basically, only with Wang Teng's involvement had He been able to defeat those [Calamity Demon Bodies].
Under such circumstances, He naturally had no face to mock them.
But now, things were different.
This [Nether God Image] before them represented a certain powerful member of the Death Nether Race. In the Mechanical Race True God's eyes, it was that Death Nether Race being.
Not to mention that this [Nether God Image] itself was exceptionally powerful, enough to make Him take it seriously.
Therefore, when the other party spoke with such contempt, the Mechanical Race True God retaliated.
He was a mechanical lifeform, not a clay statue!
The other party had practically attacked right in His face. If He showed no response, He would truly have no dignity as a True God Level existence.
"Impudent!"
That icy voice came from within the [Nether God Image] once more.
Clearly, the Mechanical Race True God's words had stirred a trace of anger within this [Nether God Image].
But that was all.
The [Nether God Image] did not emit any particularly intense emotional fluctuations, only an eerie coldness.