"Is... is that still a Flame-Devouring Demon? My eyes aren't playing tricks on me, are they? Why does it look like the Flame-Devouring Demon can't even fight back now?"
"It's not your eyes. The Flame-Devouring Demon really is as frail as a willow in the wind, pinned down and bullied by our human god, haha!"
"This is so satisfying. He was so arrogant just now, and now this bastard has finally gotten what he deserved!"
"Exactly. It's just a shame we humans don't eat these bastards' flesh and blood. Otherwise, it'd be great if that warrior in the arena could eat his flesh and blood too!"
"Hahaha!"
"But... but what about the wager I placed?" a god suddenly asked in a weak voice.
"You lot deserve it. All you could think about was earning crystals. That was a Flame-Devouring Demon—he devoured three of our human gods in front of everyone just now, and you actually still bet on him to win."
"If you hadn't been greedy for that tiny bit of crystal, if you hadn't bet on the Flame-Devouring Demon's divine power—or if, like me, you'd also bet a few hundred on the human god winning—would you be losing money now?"
That god's words immediately drew mockery, and the god mocking him happened to be one of the few who had bet on Nalant.
When they bet on Nalant, they had never imagined that if Nalant won, they would actually obtain their wager. They had simply been supporting Nalant in this way.
Unexpectedly, good gods truly did receive good fortune. Those few hundred crystals they had casually put down would bring back several thousand when the time came.
"Huh? Look, everyone! That Flame-Devouring Demon seems to be dispelling his Flame Hell divine domain."
Just then, cries of surprise suddenly rang