The two demigods did not continue the pursuit. Wasting even one more minute would have been an insult to their dignity and intelligence.
"His ritual is complete."
"The Holy Son can only transform into a Divine Son by experiencing death once. And the best executioners are high-ranking arbiters, or even gods themselves. What a disgrace—we were completely played by that young brat."
Both demigods looked extremely displeased. They knew they had fallen into a trap. Their personal intervention, despite the loss of face, had instead fulfilled his goal.
The one who had been killed was undoubtedly the Black Fire King's main body. A mere incarnation would not have withstood the careful scrutiny of two demigods. Yet Black Fire had still been mortal a moment ago, while after being killed, it had become that bizarre form. It was already everywhere.
".It's not too humiliating. Sooner or later, he'll join us—or surpass us."
How could those who had become demigods be narrow-minded fools? Being fooled also meant recognizing the abilities and schemes of the younger generation.
Their swift departure also meant, in a sense, that they did not wish to invite disaster—the Black Flame that had begun spreading and burning across the entire world.
Now that the "Black Fire King" had died, every branch that had begun turning into a band of rogues possessed its own battle banner, its own Black Fire King.
The flames still covered them. Having lost their central core and gained cores of their own, they had become even stronger. They were destined to become a Natural Disaster, a tide of Black Flame overflowing throughout the Octopus World.
".I really didn't expect you to make it this far."
Chris had only just awakened from her long slumber, and the expression with which she looked at Lu PingAn could