"Haha, exactly. Certain races used to think they were the only existences ever to receive the Gift of Stars, so they were always smug about it!"
"And now, Nalant has broken that. From now on, certain races won't be able to be so smug anymore. Haha, this is truly soothing to the heart!"
Creak! Creak!
As for who those certain races were, it already went without saying.
For a million years, in the entire City of Stars, only the Demon Race had ever received the Gift of Stars.
And now, that had already been broken by Nalant; in fact, Nalant's gift far surpassed the Demon Race's.
It could be said that the glory of the Demon Race had already vanished, and had even been replaced by Nalant.
And in the past, Ram-Horned Demon and the others of the Demon Race had used that title plenty of times to gloat, bringing it out to squeeze and mock the various races.
Now that they finally had a chance to vent, Oke Degu and the Dwarven main gods naturally would not let him off.
As for Ram-Horned Demon, at this moment he could only clench his fists until they creaked. Apart from that, there was nothing he could do.
Even if they wanted revenge, they would have to do it outside the City of Stars. Otherwise, the assassination inside the city earlier was already a fine example of failure.
"Lord Nalant, may I ask what it felt like to receive the Gift of Stars?"
"That's right, Lord Nalant. Do you now feel your body brimming with strength, and that you're about to break through to the pseudo-main-god realm?"
"Lord Nalant, you endured the Gift of Stars for a full twenty minutes, a whole fifteen minutes longer than that sole Demon Race member from