At that moment, the place where he had cut down the divine envoy beneath his sword was only five or six hundred meters from the gods.
At such a distance, Nalant could clearly see every subtle expression on the gods' faces.
The gods stared at him with cold, sinister eyes, as if they were looking at a dead man.
Yet under those gazes laden with overwhelming pressure, Nalant remained completely composed, without the slightest trace of fear.
"Baron Nalant is mighty!"
"Baron Nalant is mighty!"
At the same time, the high priests of the divine kingdoms had also arrived at Nalant's side.
Seeing that the gods over there showed no intention of making a move, they all cheered for Nalant.
Compared with the last time, when Nalant had only managed to kill several divine envoys by using the Demon God's Body, this time Nalant had relied on his own strength.
Thus, in the eyes of the high priests of the divine kingdoms, it felt far more real and proved Nalant's strength even more.
The cheers of the high priests of the divine kingdoms finally drew the displeasure of several gods.
They looked at these antlike beings who were clearly on a dead-end road, yet lacked even an ant's awareness and could still cheer before death.
The God of Flame said, "To be able to kill five divine envoys of our Divine Continent truly was beyond expectation. I didn't think exceptions could appear even among ants."
"However, ants will always be ants. Cheer to your heart's content, because in a little while, I fear you won't have the chance anymore."
"Oh, and you may as well first take a look at the battlefield over there. Those ants under your command have already begun to collapse."
The God of Flame signaled with