That Evil God Really Was Arrogant

The God of Lies has always scorned those sanctimonious Righteous Gods. Those high and mighty Deities, draped in glamorous facades and spouting righteousness and morality, may not be any cleaner than the Evil Gods in their deeds behind the scenes.

Only a few are barely passable.

As for the rest, they were nothing but a bunch of ugly and deformed people; even glancing at them was an eyesore.

As for that nemesis of the Asura God, he had to admit that the other party was indeed a troublesome existence.

"Ah, his arrival is just in time."

Upon hearing this, Wuma Xiu let out a very faint, cold laugh.

The Asura God rarely encounters a worthy opponent.

Over the years, he has only been able to remember the names of a handful of people.

Even the Godslayer had to admit that his opponent was indeed quite skilled.

The number of gods in this world who could make him say those words can be counted on one hand.

"If he really comes," Wuma Xiu narrowed his crimson eyes, a hint of bloodlust in them, "This Venerable just finished warming up, let's start the fight."

At this moment, the Asura God is the form that the God of Desire and the God of Lies like best.

Today is an ordinary day, yet also an extraordinary one.

It was given an unusual meaning by one event.

The camera pans across a vast Sea of Stars, landing on a long-abandoned planet.

This planet has been abandoned for countless years, overgrown with poisonous weeds and shrouded in miasma.

For any ordinary living being, even staying here for just a short while would be enough for the highly toxic air to erode their lungs and take their life.

Therefore, this barren land has always been neglected, and even birds refuse to fly over its sky.

But today, this desolate planet will experience a long-awaited commotion.

--It will witness a war of gods.

Feng Linglang arrived very early.

He was an arrogant man, looking down on everything and being disdainful of all things.

But he never acted presumptuously on such important matters.

Feng Linglang had seen too many villains die because of their excessive talking, arrogance, and recklessness, and he didn't want to follow in their footsteps.

Arrive early to conduct on-site inspections, take in everything about this planet, and make full use of whatever can be utilized.

Feng Linglang looked around.

The Godhood System was still beeping in his head, endlessly beeping and giving him a headache.

So what if she was heartbroken? So what if she was rejected by her White Moonlight? So what if she discovered that the unattainable beauty of her youth has now become a down-on-her-luck, worthless nobody?

What's so great about it?

Ever since I sent that private message and got blocked, she's been rambling on and on, repeating the same few sentences over and over again.

How dare it block me?

It wasn't like this before.

"How did it become like this?"

Feng Linglang was so tired of hearing it that her ears were practically calloused.

This system has been beeping ever since he sent that private message and was blocked, repeating the same few phrases over and over again.

People change, so what's wrong with a complete change?

"System, shut up. If you really want to find someone, just find someone obedient."

Feng Linglang rubbed her temples and gave a perfunctory reply.

These words, once spoken, only Godhood System more agitated than calm down.

[Host, it's different. You, who have never had a crush on anyone, would never understand this feeling.]

Feng Linglang was silent for a moment.

Oh.

This system has really fallen into a ditch and can't recover, yet it's actually developing a sense of superiority. Just a while ago it was calling it a "useless little system," and now it's actually doing maintenance?

Could it be that she's taken it personally from being criticized?

Feng Linglang was thinking about her system's worthless history of unrequited love when she suddenly seemed to sense something and looked up.

All around this Abandoned Planet, beams of light suddenly appeared, some crimson, some dark purple, some ashen green...

After the light faded, figures appeared one after another, some tall, some short, some humanoid, some otherworldly.

These figures are none other than the Evil God.

An Evil God with three pairs of curved horns on his head crossed his arms and gestured to the side with his lip:

"Want to bet? Let's bet on how many more moves that arrogant fool can last."

The Evil God beside him sneered:

"Hold him a few moves? You overestimate him. If he can survive a single move against the Asura God without kneeling, I'll break off my horn and let you use it as a horn."

"Hey, don't say that," another Evil God, shrouded in a dark green cloak, interjected sarcastically. "He's a newcomer, after all. He's never been beaten before, so he doesn't know pain. We all went through that back in the day, didn't we? We learned our lesson after a beating."

Upon hearing this, the Evil Gods present all revealed subtle, knowing expressions.

They were all once gods, once arrogant, and once beaten senseless by the Asura God.

And now they're all more obedient than the last.

Now the tables have turned, and it's finally their turn to sit in the stands, munching on sunflower seeds and watching the newcomer get beaten up.

"Speaking of which, who exactly is that kid? He dares to directly declare that he wants to replace Asura God; I admire his audacity, even if he's not very bright."

"Who cares who they are? They're all going to get beaten Fate anyway."

The Evil Gods whispered among themselves, their gazes fixed on Feng Linglang, their eyes filled with anticipation for a good show.

The newly ascended Evil God who hasn't been beaten by the Asura God is arrogant enough to issue a challenge.

How fresh!

Feng Linglang took in all the gazes coming from all directions, but not a single one of them truly paid him any attention.

A smile played on his lips, and far from being annoyed, he felt a sense of composure, as if he were the only one sober amidst a world of drunks.

That's fine, that's fine too.

The more powerful and invincible the Asura God was in their eyes, the more overwhelming the shock would be when he trampled the other underfoot in front of all the Evil Gods.

When he takes over, things will naturally become much simpler.

At this critical juncture, the Godhood System finally stopped chanting.

[Host, I have a request.]

[Speak.]

[Once you defeat him, I'll take it.]

The two "ta"s sound exactly the same, but Feng Linglang could understand them.

It seems that system truly holds a special place in the hearts of its own system, like White Moonlight.

Even at this point, it still didn't forget to give this reminder.

[Can.]

Feng Linglang agreed to her system's request.

It's just a pitiful system that has lost its host; it probably can't cause any trouble.

Feng Linglang and the Evil Gods waited for a long time.

He was getting impatient, but the other Evil Gods became even quieter.

[Host, do you think he knew he couldn't beat you and ran away now?]

The Godhood System proposed a conjecture that seemed perfectly reasonable to him.

[Probably not.]

In the current situation, if the other party doesn't come, not only will they themselves feel something is wrong, but the other Evil Gods will also sense something is amiss, and the other party's Roleplay Value will only decrease further.

As Feng Linglang was pondering this, she noticed that the other Evil Gods seemed to have received some kind of signal, and they all looked up at the sky.

A figure appeared in the sky.

The opponent wore a red and white color-blocked battle armor Robe, both luxurious and imposing. The chest was wide open, revealing smooth Collarbones, and the armor was inlaid with translucent Gemstone of varying sizes.

The arms are fitted with segmented silver arm guards.

Over the outer layer, she wore a long, scarlet cape with a large lapel and wide sleeves; the red hue was warm and gentle, like molten sunset, and the hem gradually turned pale white.

The cloak was wide and draped, billowing and fluttering in the wind.

Her long, snow-white hair was loose and flowing, with a few strands falling across her forehead and cheeks, adorned with delicate Jade ornaments. Jade earrings dangled from her ears, and a silver Gemstone chain wrapped around her neck, with delicate beads hanging down to her chest, adding a touch of alluring nobility.

He held a silver Long Sword in one hand, the blade gleaming coldly.

Asura God

The God of Desire, now dressed in a brand new robe, descended upon the pile of Evil Gods below. He gazed at the sky, his heterochromatic eyes gleaming with intense light.

See? This is his achievement.

To better match this outfit, he even had the God of Lies successfully deceive the Asura God and get him to wear this Long Sword. He even specially designed the color to be the red and white two-tone color that the God of Lies had previously worn.

Even so, the God of Desire was severely beaten in order to get the Asura God to put on this outfit.

But it's okay, he's used to it.

One more thing to mention is that the God of Desire's favorite saying among mortals is:

A beating is a sign of affection; scolding is a sign of love.

He felt that the sentence was tailor-made for him.