"God?" Lu Ren's mouth twisted slightly, like a crooked-mouthed War God, spewing trash talk.
"With your crooked and ugly looks, you call yourself a god?"
The Corpse Demon, Slippery Gourd, was not angered by this comment and replied calmly, "I am a god. No matter what I look like, I am a god."
Such arrogance! It really put him off.
How to buy time!
This Corpse Demon seems to be in high spirits!
And it completely shattered his preconceived notions since coming to this world. The Demon before him actually had its own thoughts, and its level of intelligence was by no means inferior to humans.
Lu Ren took out two Highly Concentrated Nutrient Pills from his pocket, chewed and swallowed them, his hands hanging low, eyelids slightly closed: "Why do you attack humans?"
"Gods need food."
Lu Ren was slightly stunned, then his expression turned colder. He hadn't expected such reasoning from the other side, it was a completely irreconcilable conflict.
Demons view humans as food.
