But arguing was pointless.
Things had already reached this point. No matter how much they argued, Darak would not change his mind.
After a heated argument, the Dark Energy God-tiers lowered their voices. Yet their minds were still in turmoil, like headless flies buzzing about.
Xid the Scarab was just as unsettled.
He had lived for nearly two thousand years, yet this was the first time he had encountered such a massive crisis! One misstep, and he would lose his life here!
But no matter how flustered he was, he had to force himself to calm down and search for a way out. Until the very last moment, he could not give up.
After racking his brains for a long time, Xid the Scarab spoke to all the God-tiers in a slightly trembling voice. "Everyone, since things have already developed to this point, complaining is useless.
"Darak now has a reason to deal with us. He definitely will not give up such a juicy prize. With so many powerful beings among us and the Holy Silver Army, if he can devour us, he'll save himself thousands of years of cultivation!"
"Alas!"
"Yeah!"
"Darak definitely won't let us go."
The scene was once again filled with sighs and lamentations.
There were no fools among the God-tiers present. They all knew very well that if they were in Darak's position, they would do the same without hesitation.
Surrendering to Darak in exchange for a chance at survival was simply impossible.
Among the Dark Energy God-tiers, one of them asked Xid, "Lord Xid, you've been thinking for so long. Do you have any good ideas?"
All eyes converged on Xid the Scarab.
Everyone knew Xid was resourceful. Since he had spoken up now, he surely had something insightful to say, right?
Unhurriedly, Xid