The 9,835th Request to Move Succeeds
The Sun God and the Star God looked at the Moon God, their eyes almost overflowing with suspicion.
If these words came from any other god, it wouldn't be a big deal; they would simply assume the other party was afraid of the Asura God.
But this is their younger brother/older brother.
That serene and aloof Moon God.
When did I ever speak so many good words for an outer god?
That elbow is so tilted, it's practically bent to the sky.
They are brothers, how could they be inferior to some other god?
Could it be because of love?
Besides love, what else could make a Gods so blind?
The Sun God and the Star God exchanged a glance and then seized the Night God.
"Little brother, I agree to you two being together."
Night God froze, his dark eyes filled with bewilderment.
The Star God glanced disdainfully at the Night God's face, pursed his lips, and sighed resignedly.
"Brother, as long as you don't like the Asura God, I can tolerate the Night God."
Although the Night God isn't much better, compared to a fiend like the Asura God, he's far superior.
The Moon God felt she had fallen into a self-justifying trap.
They've clearly already formed a preconceived notion.
No matter how much he tries to explain and dispel the misunderstanding, this explanation will backfire if they have cognitive biases.
Simply put, the more the Moon God tries to prove her innocence with the Asura God, the more the Sun God and the Star God will misunderstand each other.
Fortunately, the Moon God gave up on explaining.
Time will tell.
The Night God, who unconditionally trusts the Moon God, believes in the Moon God.
If the moon says no, then it's not.
"Moon, after we go back this time, I want to move the Night God Palace next to your Moon God Palace."
As the Night God spoke, he looked at the Sun God and the Star God.
His gaze was very firm.
This time, no matter how hard they tried to stop him, they couldn't.
After all, he valued Yue's safety more than provoking their annoyance.
This time, the Sun God and the Star God beside them did not stop them.
So, on the nine thousand eight hundred and thirty-fifth time he proposed moving, Night God finally succeeded.
Peace and harmony prevail on one side, while swords clash and blood rage on the other.
Let's start with the story of the Godslayer throwing the Sun God and the Star God to the Moon God.
The Godslayer's Greatsword, forcefully withstanding the descending Spear Ray from the Asura God.
The Asura God's attack was thwarted, yet there was not a trace of displeasure in his scarlet eyes.
He paused for a moment, then a deeper smile curved his lips.
Then, the Spear Tip the Asura God turned, and all the attacks were directed at the Godslayer.
For him, who his opponent is is not important.
Whether it's the Sun God, the Star God, or even the Godslayer, it doesn't matter.
The important thing is to let him have fun.
The Asura God and the Godslayer engaged in a fierce and exhilarating battle.
The area within a radius of thousands of miles became a dead zone, unapproachable to the living, and even the Gods watching the battle below retreated some distance.
However, in the center of this devastating storm, the two figures fought closer and closer, their movements becoming increasingly intense, with the Spear Tip and blades almost grazing each other's vitals.
Every attack and defense is decided by the smallest of margins.
A rare, long-lost softening appeared on the Godslayer's cold, hard face.
The excitement in the eyes of the Asura God never faded, and the smile on his lips never drooped.
After an unknown amount of time, the Asura God stopped.
He stood with his gun sheathed, the Spear slung diagonally behind his back, his white hair fluttering slightly in the wind, and his breathing unusually rapid.
Even the Godslayer stopped.
He thrust his longsword to his side, the tip hovering in mid-air, his chest rising and falling with his breath, and a cluster of intense light shining in his light golden eyes.
As expected, only the other person can make me give it my all.
The feeling of squeezing every last drop of combat power to the limit, with life and death hanging by a thread, is just so exhilarating.
--This trip was worthwhile.
The Asura God thought so too.
He holstered his gun, tossed the Spear behind him, and was about to exchange a few polite words with the Godslayer, such as "Let's do it again next time," when his gaze inadvertently swept downwards.
--It's okay if you don't watch it.
Upon seeing this, even the Asura God froze.
The Asura God's Temple, which had previously barely maintained its "strong and towering" posture, was no longer "teetering on the brink of collapse" in the aftermath of his exhilarating battle with the Godslayer.
It simply disappeared.
All that remained was a pile of scattered rubble.
Asura God's Temple: Waaaaah, Master, do you still remember me? You wouldn't have forgotten me after the fight, would you?
The Asura God glanced down at the pile of scattered rubble at his feet, then waved his hand. With a thought, Sapphire Blue Divine Power enveloped the entire ruins.
The scattered pebbles flew back to their original positions one by one.
The crack heals itself.
The broken wall reconnected itself.
The dried-up Clear Pool once again gushed forth clear water.
In just a short while, the entire Asura God's Temple was restored to its original state.
The Asura God glanced at it with satisfaction.
--Look, everything looks brand new.
Asura God's Temple: It's brand new, isn't it?
Having dealt with the matters of the Asura God's Temple, the Asura God turned to look at the Godslayer beside him, his eyes still lingering with the afterglow of the fierce battle, and the smile on his lips not yet fully faded.
He looked the Godslayer up and down, and said, "Isn't this a good fight?"
The Godslayer sheathed his sword and nodded, but this time his gaze was no longer fixed on the other person's face.
Instead, they always kept their eyes on the distance.
He had seen too much during the fight.
However, at that time, the Godslayer was completely focused on parrying the attacks of the Asura God. The immense pressure left him no room to spare any attention for anything else.
But now the battle is over.
Those images flooded back into the Godslayer's mind frame by frame.
Even now, facing the face of the Asura God directly, he estimated that he would blush slightly.
A slight blush is enough to get by.
But if his face stays red, wouldn't that be blatantly telling the other person that his mind is filled with those kinds of thoughts?
A dignified Godslayer, with a mind full of filthy thoughts—if word got out, wouldn't he have no face left?
The Godslayer stood there, lost in thought, his mind churning over and over these random thoughts.
Especially when facing a junior like the Asura God, there might even be other gods whispering behind his back that he's an old cow eating young grass.
However, the Godslayer said that they would see whether their words or his blade were more stubborn.
When the Godslayer finally came to his senses, he realized that he was the only god left in the place.
The Moon God, along with the Sun God and the Star God, had departed sometime earlier, with the Night God closely following behind. The Asura God, the God of Lies, and the God of Desire had also vanished without a trace.
He stood alone in front of the vast Asura God's Temple.
He didn't even notice when the gods left.
The Godslayer was silent for a moment, thinking to himself that he was really going downhill from being the Godslayer.
He turned to leave.
Suddenly, a sharp whooshing sound rang out, and a Pitch-Black Spear flew out of the Asura God's Temple, embedding itself at the feet of the Godslayer.
The voice of the Asura God came from inside the hall.
"Why are you leaving? Come in and have a chat with This Venerable."