Who will go first?
This is indeed a question!
All of them had gone through battles with the Asura, naturally knowing that these Asura generals were not simple, perhaps holding some trump cards.
The Devas looked at each other, and for a time, they all stood in place, hesitating and undecided, with none speaking up.
Seeing this scene from within the Maya Firmament,
Dulantak and his brother Dulu Gang burst into laughter.
"Hahaha!"
"Such a bunch of weak Devas!"
"You are just like calves that suckle milk, you should be hiding in a cattle pen, completely unfit to be warriors!"
"You are unworthy! Unworthy!"
"Hahahaha!"
Dulantak's expression was one of satisfaction, he raised his hand, pointing at the Devas, and threw back his head with a mocking laugh.
Dulu Gang also followed his brother's lead, laughing uproariously.
"Indeed!"
"Little calves, go back to your pen and suckle milk!"
"The milk of the Heavenly Realm must taste so good!"
Dulu Gang continued.
