"The Evil God Weapon does not belong to our clan. It is an object used in sacrifices to the supreme Maya Evil God. With your meager cultivation, you dare try to seize it? You do not know whether you are alive or dead."
The golden mask turned to look around.
"Where is the God of Joy? The Ninety-Nine Gods of the Phantom Light Clan have come here. This king happened to be away, so it was somewhat discourteous of me not to personally welcome you."
When he spoke the word "welcome," his tone was chilling, clearly showing that he had no real intention of welcoming them.
"The God of Joy arrived long ago. If this king had not helped fend them off, your Evil God Weapon would have been snatched away long ago." The giant rabbit of the Sand Rabbit Clan casually said, carrying a Wolf Tooth Club over his shoulder. A large group of gray-furred and black-furred rabbitfolk had gathered around him. Every one of them had powerful auras and knotted muscles. They rubbed their fists and glared fiercely, as though ready to join the battle at any moment.
"Sand Rabbit King?" The golden mask swept a cold glance over him. "Do you think there is still some advantage for you to take?"
Ever since the Sand Rabbit Clan had fallen into decline, the Sand Rabbit King had become famous for loving to take advantage wherever he went. During this disturbance over the relic's Evil God Weapon, he had also been the first to arrive and meet with the God of Joy.
"Whether there is an advantage to take is beside the point, but your Enslaved Ha Clan owes me a favor." The Sand Rabbit King burst into laughter.
He had originally intended to seize the Evil God Weapon.