Suddenly, God Saxton realized something, and his eyes flew wide.
This Nalant had actually done it.
How dared he? How dared he do this?
The gods in the surrounding spectator stands had clearly all been opposing his actions.
God Saxton's heart was filled with fury and unwillingness, but gradually, his vision grew blurrier and blurrier. He only felt the world around him darken, and then he had no awareness anymore.
Whoa!
"This... this Nalant actually made his move!"
"Heavens, what did I just see? Lord Nalant actually cut off God Saxton's head."
"That's right. Did Lord Nalant not hear our shouts? How did he still dare to strike?"
"Yes, how dared he? And why didn't Lord God Oke Degu stop him?"
When they saw God Saxton's head fall to the ground, the entire arena boiled over. All the gods rose to their feet with shock written across their faces.
They could not imagine it. So many gods had clearly raised objections, even the Lord God had raised an objection, yet this Nalant had still done it.
Was he not worried about the consequences of doing this?
And at that moment, when everyone looked at God Saxton's corpse, no other situation appeared after his death.
Did that not mean Nalant had wronged God Saxton, and what God Saxton had said was true?
"Nalant, do you regret it now?" Oke Degu glanced at God Saxton's body and head beside him, then asked Nalant in a flat voice.
Nalant did not answer directly. Instead, he asked back, "Lord God Oke Degu, why didn't you stop me just now? With that sword strike of mine, Lord God Oke Degu could have stopped it completely!"
"Nalant, I think very highly of you, so I felt I should trust you!" Lord God Oke Degu said frankly.