Lawrence's confidence wasn't baseless. He had already ascended to the rank of a 2-star Ancient God, and during his territorial expansion, he had encountered many fortuitous opportunities that greatly enhanced his understanding of god skills.
His comprehension of god skills far surpassed others at the same Godhood rank.
And yet, in the eyes of Lassal and the others, Lawrence's confidence was akin to that of a clown putting on a farce.
"I just hope he'll still be able to speak after he's lying flat on the ground," Lassal muttered.
The other four gods around him—Devorah, Harrington, and Jennie included—all shook their heads slightly and observed a moment of silent mourning for Lawrence.
Their reaction didn't go unnoticed. Several gods nearby raised their brows in surprise and looked over in confusion.
"What's with you guys? You don't believe in Lawrence? He ranked eighth in the last grand tournament!"
Lassal gave a subtle shake of his head but didn't speak.
