"Haha, isn't that the truth? Besides, the God of Undeath and the Ram-Horned Demon nearly came to blows over this before, and now it's the Devil Race and the Dark Demon God's turn. This is just too wonderful!"
The humans' laughter was loud. Clearly, they were deliberately making sure both the Dark Demon God and the Devil Race heard them.
After all, they wished nothing more than for both sides to beat each other's brains out!
The Devil Race heard the humans' mockery, and in particular, there was even more in those jeering words that belittled their Shadow Assassin Demon. That made their already irritable moods become even more irritable.
"Damned Demon God's Shame, do you think we really wouldn't dare touch you?"
As they spoke, the crowd of demons surged toward Nalant one after another. Although divine power could not be used here, the Devil Race's racial talents were not weak either. With several of them attacking together, they could still give the Dark Demon God a savage beating.
Seeing the Devil Race surge over, Nalant was not afraid in the slightest. He likewise walked forward. "You Devil Race lot, if you really dare make a move, I, Aodebiao, absolutely won't be polite either. Come on, then. Let me hammer you to death with my millstone-sized fists. In any case, I've already killed two of the Devil Race, so I'm not afraid of killing two more!"
"Damn it, beat him up!"
At this, how could the Devil Race endure it any longer? With an angry roar, seven or eight demons immediately charged toward Nalant.
When the other Dark Demon Gods saw this, they all immediately retreated to either side. They had no intention of helping Nalant.
After all, they also extremely disapproved of this Demon God's Shame. How could