Elsewhere, Bubbles, Puhaman, and the others' battles were nearing their end.
Although they were fighting at 11 versus 17 and weren't at an advantage in numbers, Bubbles and the others were ultimately still lesser deities. A lesser deity, even the weakest one, wasn't an existence that true god-level Demon Lords could contend against!
"The task has been successfully completed, Master!"
The 17 Demon Lords were forcefully escorted over to Meng Lei. Bubbles and the others looked greatly satisfied—they had fought to their hearts' content during the battle just now.
Meng Lei's gaze swept across the Demon Lords one by one. They were wound-riddled and appeared to be in an exceptionally pathetic state at the moment. Evidently, they had suffered a terrible beating just now.
"Anton, what do you think we should do with them?" Meng Lei asked leisurely as he turned to Anton, the Dark Snapping Turtle King he had just subdued.
