The entire land was boiling.
Countless Demon Lords were eager, dispatching their various Demon Generals to start searching for any possible Divine Objects.
Their eyes were blood-red, their posture greedy.
"It's coming! The terrifying Divine Disaster!"
"Hahaha, crisis and opportunity coexist. As long as we kill that chosen host, we can seize the Divine Object!"
"What if we're not suitable for this Divine Object? If we kill the host, won't the Divine Object explode?"
"Hahaha! Let it explode then! We are not like those guys in the Holy Empire who will protect the host. We'll kill the opponent, and when the disaster occurs, it won't be me who dies!"
"It won't be me who dies, either! I want to obtain the Divine Object, just like that damn Second Generation Demon King who killed a first-generation god. I will become the second-generation god!"
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The entire land plunged into madness.
The demons on the ground, were not afraid of the consequences at all.
