You kept calling yourself nothing but a worm, yet you couldn't even be bothered to speak with me.
Who was it that had been forcibly trapped inside my body, only to have every last bit of faith power stripped away by me?
If this guy hadn't been able to speak today, Nalant would probably have kept treating him like a sheep to be sheared.
Of course, under the current circumstances, he definitely couldn't answer the Demon God's Heart like that.
Nalant simply changed the subject. "Demon God's Heart, you said just now that you could help me. What did you mean?"
"What do I mean? Isn't it obvious, weak little worm? Just a few rats have driven you into a corner. If you wish to live, this Demon God can help you."
"With this Demon God's help, you need only a moment to deal with these little rats."
"Of course, obtaining my help will not be so simple. You must show your sincerity!"
The Demon God's Heart answered in a lofty tone.
"Sincerity? What sincerity?"
Nalant was somewhat surprised. For so long, the Demon God's Heart had been exploited by him until not a single drop of faith power remained, yet it still had the nerve to boast that with its help, he could resolve this crisis in an instant.
Of course, Nalant did not dwell on that point. The Dark Demon God had once been an existence that turned the World of Gods upside down.
Perhaps it truly possessed some strange power. At the very least, those divine envoys before him probably really were no different from rats in its eyes.
Thus, what Nalant was most curious about now was what sincerity the Demon God's Heart wanted.
"Heh, what sincerity? This Demon God will save you, so from now