Honestly speaking, Hiko and the rest had never thought about this. To them, it was too far away. Who were those people? They were the managers of this plane, the absolute gods, existences that were many times higher than the Grand elders of the gods race.
But there was one thing they understood. When two big shots fought, they, the small figures, would definitely be affected. Think about it, when two kings were going to war, would they take the treasure and go to the battle arena to kill each other? That was impossible. They would let their subordinates fight. It was obvious that they were the subordinates of the two big shots. In the eyes of the two big shots, they were not even worthy of being subordinates. They were just tools, tools to collect power of belief.
