Uproar broke out!
"Haha, dead, he's dead! That Bloodthirsty Demon is dead! Hahaha!"
"Yeah, dead through and through! Sure enough, we guessed right—between Demon God's Shame and the Bloodthirsty Demon, one of them had to die this time!"
"Mighty Demon God's Shame! This is already the fourth Devil Race he's killed, right? Haha, from now on, we can't call him Demon God's Shame anymore. We should call him Demon Killer!"
"Haha, that's right! Demon Killer Aodebiao, haha!"
"Demon Killer!"
"Demon Killer!"
As the thoroughly chilled corpse of the Bloodthirsty Demon appeared, boiling cheers instantly erupted throughout the arena.
Everyone had already been hoping Demon God's Shame and the Devil Race would beat each other until their heads split and blood flowed, and now that they had confirmed the Bloodthirsty Demon was dead through and through, even charred so miserably black, the happiest people were none other than them.
What was more, at this moment, these gods had even given Nalant an extremely impressive name: Demon Killer.
After all, in this dueling tournament, even all the gods put together had probably not killed as many Devil Race members as Aodebiao.
"Demon Killer? Haha, that name isn't bad. God of Undeath, congratulations. A mighty one has appeared among your demon god servants—and a mighty god recognized by everyone, no less!"
"Haha, this name really is fitting. Killing four Devil Race members in one dueling tournament—something like that seems to have rarely happened in past dueling tournaments, especially when he is a Dark Demon God!"
"God of Undeath, how do you feel right now? Shouldn't you properly praise that Demon Killer of yours?"
"Haha, Elven Lord God, what you should be asking now isn't what the God of Undeath thinks. You should be asking the Ram-Horned Demon. After all, he's had four subordinates