Asura God
Later, at some point, the name "Asura" began to quietly circulate among the Evil God Faction.
When that name drifted out from the corner, all the Evil Gods who had been beaten black and blue unanimously felt:
This name is a perfect match for the other person.
So they called him the Asura God with trepidation.
As for how strong the opponent was, the Evil God didn't know, but he intuitively felt that no other god could be stronger than the Asura God, since the opponent could instantly kill him.
Although the Asura God single-handedly suppressed the entire Evil God Faction to the point of being unable to raise his head, Evil God is still Evil God after all. Most of them are eccentric, act unpredictably, and have convoluted and twisted thoughts, making it impossible for anyone to understand them.
Under the iron-fisted and oppressive rule of the Asura God, this group of Evil Gods split into all sorts of different forms.
Some of them were Evil Gods who couldn't tolerate the Asura God and sided with the Righteous Gods.
This is actually a polite way of putting it to the outside world.
The truth is that the Asura God disliked them for being too weak and kicked them out of the ranks of Evil Gods.
Another group, those who were captivated by the Asura God's overwhelming power, became his most fervent followers.
In their eyes, the Asura God is the only truth in this world, and the most devout blade in his hand.
At the command of the Asura God, they would not hesitate to go through fire and water, or even turn against their former kin, without a second thought, and would even do so willingly.
They fanatically worshipped that white-haired, red-eyed figure, mistaking his brutality for charm and his ruthlessness for the highest ideal. They were nothing short of a pack of docile, yet more dangerous than any other pack of mad dogs.
The Evil Gods of the past do not belong to either of the two categories mentioned above.
Instead, it falls into the third category—the normal category of the strong ruling.
After being active among the Evil God Faction for some time, the Asura God disappeared from the sight of all the gods. No god knew where he went, not even his two most powerful arms.
--The God of Lies and the God of Desire.
They also knew nothing about the whereabouts of the Asura God.
Speaking of these two, the Evil God couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine whenever he thought about them.
The God of Lies and the God of Desire were notoriously unruly during the age of Age of the Gods; one never uttered a word of truth, and the other never had a single serious thought.
But in front of the Asura God, these two were practically transformed.
--Submissive, docile, and obedient.
The Asura God said to go east, and they would never go west.
When the Asura God gave the order to act, they drew their swords faster than anyone else.
The Evil God had witnessed that scene more than once:
The two who had been acting strangely and sarcastically in front of the Evil Gods just moments before immediately withdrew their claws and became meek and submissive the moment the figure of the Asura God appeared. The difference was so great that the Evil God wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes.
After the Asura God disappeared, these two Evil Gods became even more morbid.
I heard that they were planning something big a while ago, but they were warned by the God of Fate and that's why they quieted down.
The God of Fate may not be particularly powerful in combat, but the mere mention of "Fate" is enough to make Gods wary and hesitant to attack him.
Because you never know when you might be ambushed by "Fate." Even though they are gods, they are not without weaknesses.
They may also die due to unforeseen circumstances.
For example, a certain Evil God leader.
In the short time before the Asura God disappeared, the Evil God did something.
An act of betraying the Asura God.
The Asura God hates betrayal the most.
This was something he announced in front of all the Evil Gods on his very first day in power.
--Anyone who betrays him shall be killed without mercy, no matter where they go, from the highest heavens to the deepest hell.
That day, the Evil God defied the other party, and every day and night afterward, he waited for that Spear to fall from the sky.
Strangely, the other party never showed up.
The Asura God simply vanished.
And at this moment, the figure that had disappeared for countless years reappeared.
Although the opponent no longer held that jet -Pitch-Black Spear, but instead a long, gleaming sword.
But apart from that, he remained the same.
His white hair was like frost, his red eyes like blood, and even the suffocating pressure emanating from him had not diminished in the slightest.
In those scarlet pupils, the Evil God saw the same thing as before: from beginning to end, his image was never reflected.
The Evil God knew perfectly well what was going on.
In the eyes of the Asura God, he was probably no different from a pebble that would hurt his foot on the roadside.
It's not worth a second glance, not worth a moment's effort.
The reason the other party came to him was not because he was important at all, but simply because the word "betrayal" had touched his most sensitive sore spot.
Wuma Xiu stroked the hilt of the knife, his fingertips tracing the raised patterns on it. He lifted his eyelids, glanced casually at the Evil God, and said:
"Evil God, This Venerable 'll give you one chance to say a word."
"Speak, tell me why you betrayed This Venerable. If This Venerable find your reason acceptable, I might spare you this time."
The Evil God stared firmly at the other party and said:
"I've fallen for a god, but I don't want to approach him covered in blood."
Yes.
The reason why the Evil God defied the world, disobeyed the Asura God's command, and betrayed the existence that no Evil God dared to defy was for this.
The god he loved was the most beautiful in the world.
She was so beautiful that just one glance from afar made him feel that every part of his body was filthy.
She was so beautiful that he wanted to get closer and touch her, yet he felt that with all the calamities and bloodshed he carried, even touching a single hem of her clothes would be a desecration.
Therefore, he had to wash his blood-stained hands clean.
Even if it's just washing your hands a little bit cleaner.
Even if it goes against his innate Divine Office, he can endure it.
The Evil God thought that after saying these words, what awaited him was the merciless mockery of the Asura God and the coldness of a long sword piercing his chest. He was already prepared to die, and being able to utter this reason was already a small loss.
However, none of the expected events occurred.
The Asura God's fingers, which had been caressing the hilt of his sword, suddenly stopped. Not only did they stop, but his face, which was usually filled with Killing Intent and indifference, softened slightly for the first time ever.
The Evil God stood frozen in place, his mind racing.
What's going on?
Could it be that my heartfelt words just now stirred up some incredible memory for the other party? How many gods in this world could produce such an expression from the Asura God?
Etc.
A thought flashed into his mind like lightning, the Evil God's pupils contracted sharply, and his mouth, faster than his brain, blurted out a sentence:
"You like the Goddess of Beauty?"
He was surprised even by his own words.
He didn't even know where he got the audacity to ask the Asura God such a question.