"Isn't this basically toying with those gods? First he lets them see hope, then he shatters that hope!"
"Haha, now I finally understand why the God of War called that kid from the Aio Continent a blasphemer that day. It's because that kid has way too many rotten ideas."
"No matter who runs into a fellow like him, they'd probably be gnashing their teeth, wishing they could pull out his tendons, flay him alive, and send him to the stake!"
"Hahaha!"
Watching the divine army sound the retreat, as that vast army of more than six hundred thousand began to withdraw, the inner-region divine envoys laughed so hard they could not close their mouths.
They had come here for a bit of entertainment.
So whichever side made a fool of itself—especially in some particularly rare fashion—naturally made them all the happier.
In their eyes, the Gods' Allied Army was especially far stronger than Nalant's army.
For it to suffer a setback at Nalant's hands like this could be considered a rare sight indeed.
One thing was certain: regardless of whether the Gods' Allied Army could take down Nalant this time, once the inner-region divine envoys returned, today's battle would definitely spread far and wide.
When the time came, every continent in the inner region would probably be passing around the "glorious deeds" of the God of Waves and the others.
The God of Waves and the other gods still did not know that they and their fellows were destined to become famous throughout the inner region. Right now, the army's retreat had left them extremely displeased.
They had not expected Nalant's defensive lines to be one more teeth-grinding than the last.
Though their losses this time were not great, the humiliation was extremely severe.
"Everyone, what should we do now?