"Forget it, forget it. I give up, I give up. I'll just be a spectator!"
Babel, who had been sent flying by the shockwaves of the battle, wiped the blood from his mouth and nose. He no longer dared to shout slogans about 'slaying gods.'
The gap between Admiral-Yonko Level and God-level was simply too vast.
This was not a divine battle they could participate in at all.
He never should have gotten carried away with bastards like Golden Lion Shiki and Silver Axe Xiong.
"Actually, with Boss Houka looking after us, it doesn't seem like such a big problem if we don't advance to Demigod."
Gier Buster had accepted his fate as well. There really was a huge gap between him and geniuses like Newgate and Shiki.
He should learn Boss Houka's other strengths instead.
For example, marrying a few more wives and having a few more children.
He would place his hopes on the next generation instead.
"I knew you guys would get beaten badly!"
"If Houka hadn't been suppressing the whole situation, the Ocean God would've killed you ages ago."
"From now on, just be a salted fish like me."
Seeing the two battered executives, Bolo Gram immediately burst out laughing.
He had known from the start that he could not get involved in this kind of divine battle, so he had remained a spectator the whole time.
If Presley had not lost control earlier, he would not have wanted to fight at all.
He was still waiting to reunite with Marco in another time-space.
Sooner or later, he would grow tired of fighting and killing. He still preferred drinking with Newgate and traveling the world with his companions.
"Boss Babel, you were already very brave."
The fish-man Sambel praised Babel. As long as they were not