The choice was exactly the same as eight years ago, but this time, Alexander did not intend to run away...
North God Alexander's pupils trembled as he looked up at Cain. He had been defeated once again, still defeated head-on. There was no doubt about it—he had lost, and he had been beaten black and blue.
"I-I am willing to submit!"
"So you chose to die here? Hmm, you've got some backbone. Then I'll spare you, as long as you don't side with the Human God... Wait, what did you say?!"
Cain stared at the kneeling North God III in bewilderment and disbelief. Of course, he did not want to kill family. As long as this overly dramatic North God III did not side with the Human God, that was enough.
"I am willing to submit to you! Second Sword God, Lord Kayin Brand!"
Cain blinked, somewhat dumbfounded. Had this guy suddenly changed his ways?! He had heard that right, hadn't he?!
"That's amazing! Cain defeated the North God!"
No, no. More accurately, this guy had already been defeated by me eight years ago...
Cain pursed his lips and sighed helplessly as he looked at the energetic Eris running over.
He had still left North God III some dignity. Eight years ago, when he had fought the three Human God Apostles alone, Eris and the others had not clearly seen their faces.
Cain completely healed the North God's wounds with healing magic. Since North God III belonged to the Undying Devil Race, his severed limbs could regenerate quickly on their own.
Originally, Cain had planned to subdue North God III and send him to Orsted as a guard, but that no longer seemed possible.
"Are you really planning to follow us?!"
"That's right. Th-this King Dragon Sword belongs to a