The British people looked curiously at the strange-looking mages.
"Their magical auras are interesting. They're different from the deities of the other four nations, and different from the demons too."
"However, there are some similarities."
"I can't wait to dissect them."
"Thanks to the Speaker allowing us to dissect the demons, there are no secrets below the divine level anymore."
"There aren't many on Stonehenge. We have to use them sparingly."
"I hope they refuse the Speaker. That way, our laboratories can get a few more divine corpses."
The British people aboard the pirate ship had their hairs stand on end, their hearts pounding wildly.
Gaiyue and the Armless Giant exchanged glances. Sure enough, the legend was true. The Supernova really had dissected demons!
The Holy Lake Goddess rippled all over like a lake swept by a gale, her entire face a picture of disarray.
Arthur clutched his adoptive father Ekte's arm. He was clearly used to the world collapsing, so why was he getting dizzy again? Could the words "demon" and "dissect" really be connected? More than a hundred demigods and pseudo-gods, and they still needed to be used sparingly? How were they being used? Not only did Suye not treat the British Original Gods like people, these mages didn't either! Seeing the joy practically spilling from the mages' eyes, the British people began wondering whether they should flee.
Before long, the pirate ship landed at the valley entrance. The Holy Lake Goddess gestured for them to proceed, and Suye nodded. He led everyone off the ship and into the valley.
The Original Gods' attendants hurriedly rose, some gripping weapons, others sharpening their claws.
The figures of the Yellow-Beard Tyrant Gaiyue and the Armless Giant were like two blunt knives sawing back and forth across their veins.
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