Nalant really ought to thank him. After all, under any other circumstances, how could Nalant possibly still have a chance to live?
"Run! Sir Nalant!"
"That's right, Sir Nalant, move! If you don't move now, you'll die!"
"Ah, what a pity. Sir Nalant has already been hit by the petrification skill. There's no chance now!"
Seeing the Stone Gargoyle demon draw closer and closer to Nalant, anxious cries from the gods kept ringing out from the spectator stands.
Unfortunately, their shouts could not reach the arena at all, since they were blocked off by the protective barrier.
But even if those voices really could get inside, would they be any use if Nalant heard them?
Clang!
Just as all the gods subconsciously covered their eyes, unable to bear watching any longer, they suddenly heard the urgent sound of metal from within the arena.
They opened their eyes in confusion and looked toward the arena, and then saw an astonishing scene. Nalant had actually broken free from the petrification control, and the longsword in his hand had just happened to block the Stone Gargoyle demon's sharp claws.
"Th-this... what's going on?"
"That's right, how did Sir Nalant suddenly break free from the petrification control?"
"I don't know. Nalant—just now I was already about to close my eyes and didn't dare look anymore, and then I heard the sound of metal clashing."
"I think I saw a little of it just now. It seemed like a white light flashed through the arena, and the petrification on Sir Nalant's body completely vanished!"
The gathered gods wracked their brains but could not understand it, yet how could they know that at the critical moment, it had naturally been Nalant's system that had taken effect?
As before, back on the Sacred Continent, the Demon God's