Precisely because of this, it also began to act recklessly.
Suppressed on all sides, everyone ends up the same, so why fear?
As fellow prisoners, who can be nobler than the others?
For a moment, the core area of the Little World's body was filled with a joyful and relaxed atmosphere.
A dozen Beast Gods, with faces full of mockery, continuously and crazily dissed the Dragon God, as if they wanted to vent all the frustration from being suppressed just now.
And obviously, the Dragon God is not someone who can argue with a group of beasts.
One mouth could never outtalk a dozen mouths.
Thus, infuriated and driven mad, furious to death, howling wildly but with nothing he could do about them.
Lived for tens of thousands of years, never suffered such great humiliation.
But today, he felt it all, and it enraged him.
Meanwhile.
