Destruction Demon God Locke's words and actions this time had laid bare his favoritism toward Dao Ancestor Hongjun beyond all doubt.
That utterly undisguised protective stance also marked just how close his relationship with Dao Ancestor Hongjun of the Immortal Domain Civilization was.
Salamander Grayke was first slightly stunned by the sight, then secretly groaned in his heart.
With his own strength and capabilities, he could hardly say much before an existence like Destruction Demon God Locke, who stood at the pinnacle of the dimensional planes. Naturally, he was in no position whatsoever to demand or threaten Destruction Demon God Locke into doing anything.
The reason he had dared to step forward and mediate earlier was merely because the Bewilderment Behemoth was exerting pressure nearby, while he believed he had seized the delicate opportunity in which all sides were temporarily unwilling to tear off all pretense.
Yet he had not expected Destruction Demon God Locke's attitude to be so resolute, leaving him not the slightest room to maneuver.
Destruction Demon God Locke's declaration just now had clearly conveyed an exceptionally unmistakable refusal. It was a will that tolerated no doubt or rebuttal.
Faced with such a cold and domineering situation, Salamander Grayke felt ten thousand kinds of reluctance and unease in his heart, yet could only brace himself and quietly turn around to exchange a few low words with the Forgotten Behemoth behind him, whose body shape was vast beyond measure.
He tried to use his own rhetoric to find a way to soothe this rule behemoth, whose mind was gradually being clouded by fury. Yet no matter how he explained or persuaded it, the Bewilderment Behemoth coiled within the starry sky remained unable to quell the rage in its heart. If anything, it grew ever angrier.
The Bewilderment Behemoth