"Well, the annoying ones are dead. Next is our turn, Ashura!"
Ever since he realized that the bushy-browed target was Ashura, Indra had been watching coldly from the sidelines. He hadn't bothered to help that green-skinned man just now, feeling that he had already shown enough mercy and sportsmanship.
"Hahaha, everyone's gathered here! How could an old man like me miss out on this?"
Chapter 51