"You're a hypocrite, teaching me morals when you just committed the same act a while ago!" Deus said, his voice laced with disgust.
"Won't you teach me a lesson then?" a familiar voice answered, cold and sarcastic.
Hearing Ileus respond, Deus's fury flared.
"You...!"
His voice remained calm, but there was a sharp edge to it—pure anger, thinly veiled.
But then, he suddenly stopped.
"Hahaha!!!"
He erupted into laughter—loud, unhinged, the kind only a lunatic would release.
"I guess I underestimated you. To think that one day, you would dare challenge me... But don't worry—just count yourself dead!"
In the depths of the dark void, Ileus floated with a smug expression plastered across his face. Beside him hovered the familiar crystal.
He was confident Deus wouldn't be able to find him here. Mana blended well with nature's essence—unlike Qi—so everything looked natural from afar, even under intense scrutiny.
