Heh, heh, heh!
As the longsword stabbed into his chest, great mouthfuls of blood began to spill from the Dark Demon God's mouth.
Blood flooded his windpipe, making him let out heaving, whimpering gasps.
"Brat, you dare!"
Not far away, Trigo saw the scene clearly. The fury in his eyes almost shot out, his figure grew even faster, and he roared in boundless rage.
Nalant slowly drew the longsword out of the Dark Demon God's chest beneath his foot, even wiping it on the Dark Demon God's clothes.
Only after doing all this did Nalant look toward Trigo. "What did you just say? What wouldn't I dare do? The two you sent out earlier, and the five you sent out afterward, all died beneath my sword. What can you do to me?"
The look on Nalant's face was utterly arrogant, as if he were the greatest in all heaven and earth.
"Brat, I will tear you into ten thousand pieces!" Trigo could simply no longer control his anger.
In the hundred thousand-plus years he had lived, this was the first time he had encountered such a damned human ant—one who even dared mock him to his face and kill his subordinates.
"Heh, then you'll have to catch up to me first. If you want to kill me, come on!"
Seeing that Trigo was only a little over two hundred meters away from him, Nalant delayed no longer. With one flying leap, he swept off into the distance.
"Damned brat, don't run!"
Seeing this, Trigo began trembling all over and pushed his divine power to the utmost in pursuit.
But Nalant's speed was not slow either, just about equal to Trigo's.
With one chasing and one fleeing like this, a full five minutes passed, yet Trigo still had not managed to