The eight Great Perfection deities' conversation frightened the convergence of experts so badly that their insides were close to rupturing. Not daring to tarry, they made a run for it right away, afraid that they would be in deep trouble should they be even a moment too slow.
"Bastards!"
"Those eight goddamn bastards!"
The experts were truly filled with both fear and hatred. They had clearly already stayed a great distance away and had clearly already given up the fight for the Chief God divine core, yet the eight Great Perfection deities still didn't intend to let them off. They were simply too vicious!
But now that things had come to such a pass, grumbling was already no longer of any use. All they could do was flee desperately, escape from this place as fast as they could, and secure their lives.
