"What?"
"What did you say?"
"Leaf City and Many City have become your territory too?"
The demon hunter stared at Qin Ran with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief as he cried out.
The demon hunter knew about the battle in Forest City.
An explosion of that magnitude and the flames lighting up the night could never have escaped the notice of anyone paying attention. But the demon hunter had never imagined that two gods had actually fallen in that battle.
The God of Ye City and the God of Many Cities were less renowned than the God of Forest City, and nowhere near comparable to the Great Marsh, but they were still gods!
"They... they actually fell, just like that."
The demon hunter's lips trembled repeatedly, and his eyes involuntarily glazed over.
Qin Ran glanced at him and waited quietly for him to digest the unexpected news.
As for the demon hunter's reaction?
Qin Ran considered it perfectly normal.
For the natives of this dungeon world, the turbulent age of demons had long since passed. They enjoyed a rare peace, and even the surging undercurrents had nothing to do with the vast majority of them. A god's fall was therefore truly inconceivable. Otherwise, Piercing Thorn would never have earned such a formidable, awe-inspiring reputation.
Even the Funeral Society consisted of nothing more than trained ordinary people.
Perhaps some of them were different in certain ways.
But before a god, those differences amounted to nothing.
After several seconds, the demon hunter let out a soft breath and came back to his senses.
His gaze filled with awe as he looked at Qin Ran. Almost instinctively, he straightened his back and bowed again. "Your Eminence."
The honorific remained unchanged.
But the manner in which he addressed Qin Ran had undergone