Chapter 931: Chapter 81: When You Face Excessive Demands…_3
Chapter 931: Chapter 81: When You Face Excessive Demands…_3
What kind of monster is this?
Unlike ordinary people, he could clearly see this pitch-black and crimson monster.
A sense of oppression emanated from the monster’s body, involuntarily instilling fear in him.
No!
I will not fear!
I am already a Deity!
I’m no longer that limp-legged man who picked up cow dung!
I will absolutely not fear!
The huge body told itself, but… the trembling began.
Uncontrollable trembling.
The huge body wanted to tell itself not to tremble, but it backfired, shaking even more violently, just like the first ti he tried to steal a seemingly vulnerable old lady’s purse and got his legs broken by his master, turning him into a la man exiled to the livestock shed, he was just as helpless and fearful back then.
But unlike that ti, there was a foolish little girl back then for him to deceive.
He exploited that little girl’s sympathy with his pitiful appearance.
And then, he survived.
Next…
He really wanted sothing to happen with that little girl.
After all, the little girl was very pretty, with her big eyes full of innocence, far unlike those old won he found in the back alleys.
Unfortunately, there was an extrely vigilant boy always by her side, thwarting his successes ti and again.
So much so that after all these years, he still rembered that boy who spoiled his plans multiple tis.
The other party was tall and handso, well-dressed, polite to everyone, even the servants, and while he showed respect to the bigwigs, he was neither servile nor overbearing.
Right, the other party was called…
Losa?
Yes!
It was Losa!
The na he detested!
Thus, when he accidentally gained this power, the first thing he did was take that little girl’s life.
To plunge that Losa into agony.
He was extrely delighted at that ti.
So much so that the first ti he used that level of secret technique, he made a slight mistake and had to fall into a slumber.
But he had prepared for this.
‘They’!
He created ‘They’!
Or rather, he created the Leader of ‘They’!
He took so mories he obtained when he acquired possession of this body, slightly altered and twisted them, and then implanted them into the mind of his carefully chosen pawn; the altered mories and formidable strength made the other party believe unreservedly and obey him.
The other party did quite well.
Not only did he perfectly complete his tasks, but he also made the whole world believe in the ‘Historical Bystanders’.
Do the ‘Historical Bystanders’ exist?
They do exist!
After all, he had created them.
Back then, he couldn’t twist the mories of the ‘elders’ of the Hundred Major Families, but twisting the mories of ordinary people was just too easy.
And this, inadvertently hit the mark.
Leading the ‘elders’ of the Hundred Major Families into a delightful misunderstanding.
It almost made him laugh awake in his sleep.
But why did he ultimately fail?
Just because of Jason before him?
Just because of the re Jason?
Just because of a mortal?
No!
He refuses to accept that!
Previously, he was an undignified servant, unable to control his own fate.
And now?
God!
He is a God!
He is an omnipotent God!
Tiny Jason, even if he appears before him, what could he do?
Could his puny body possibly penetrate his throat?
Could he possibly have a 40-ter-long sword?
With just an ordinary sword in hand, he could at most scratch his skin!
And then?
If the opponent dares to co closer, he will be trapped by his own ambush.
So, it’s impossible!
Jason could never kill him!
Thinking this, the panicking huge body stood straight.
He calmly lowered his hands, eyes fully closed.
With an extrely indifferent and disdainful tone, he said—
"Co, I am right here… if you dare, pierce through my throat!”
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