If You Like It, Take It With You
Later, those Evil Gods were then approached by the Asura God.
On that day, all the Gods of the Evil God Faction were summoned to one place. The white-haired, red-eyed Asura God crushed the Divine Cores of several Evil God gods one by one in front of all the Evil Gods.
Treat them as they treat you.
He will return to the Spring God of spring what they have treated him with.
As for the Divine Name those Evil Gods?
Ha, no matter how famous or arrogant they were before. From that moment on, he wanted them to disappear completely from the memories of all the Gods. Their names would never be mentioned again, their Divine Positions would never be inherited, and even the Evil Gods would no longer utter a single word about them in their private gossip, as if they had never existed.
Each sound of the Divine Core shattering was like a blow to the spine of all the Evil Gods, forcing them to kneel on the ground, not daring to lift their heads.
From that time on, the entire Evil God Faction established rules:
The Spring God must not be disturbed.
The Evil Gods who died never understood this.
How exactly did the Spring God manage to get on the good side of their Asura God? They had clearly investigated beforehand and there was absolutely no connection between the Spring God and the Asura God.
One is the gentlest and most harmless being among the Righteous Gods.
One is the Chief Evil God.
They should be completely unrelated.
However, for the sake of the Spring God, the other party gathered the entire Evil God Faction and, in front of all the Evil Gods, personally crushed their Divine Cores.
However, no one dared to ask this question.
None of them could guarantee that the enraged Asura God wouldn't get into trouble for bringing this up.
Didn't you see that even the most favored right-hand men of the Asura God, the God of Lies and the God of Desire, were slapped away when asked this question?
They had witnessed how favored those two Evil Gods were in front of the Asura God.
One dared to carve words on his body, and the other dared to offer himself as a concubine over 90,000 times; both are still alive. What else could this be but favoritism?
They had only mentioned the Spring God indirectly, and were mercilessly swatted away by the Asura God.
If even they are like this, let alone ordinary Evil Gods. Living is really hard, let alone living under such a capricious tyrant.
The numerous Evil Gods trembled with fear, as if they had returned to the moment when they first met the Asura God.
Over the years, the other party's temper has finally improved a little. Although he still has a cold face, at least he won't nail them to the mountain wall as decorations anymore.
But because of the Spring God's incident, his familiar temper returned, even more so than before.
But a moment later, all the Evil Gods ' eyes lit up again.
What to do?
Their knees seemed boneless, automatically buckling as soon as they touched the ground, kneeling with such willingness.
Moreover, the tyrant version of the Asura God, exuding a violent aura from head to toe, is really handsome!
The Evil God gods screamed wildly in their hearts, while maintaining a respectful kneeling posture on their faces, only able to replay the scene of the Asura God crushing the Divine Core in their minds over and over again.
Then, they sighed silently in their hearts:
Today is another day I'm completely captivated by the Asura God.
As for those Evil Gods who died?
Oh, what?!
Wasn't it an honor for them to have their Divine Cores crushed by the Asura God himself?
Death God withdrew his hand, slumped back onto the table, buried his face in his crossed arms, revealing only half of his pale profile and a slightly narrowed, dark purple-red eye.
Honestly, he was tempted to move the table right back to his Death God Temple, but that would be a bit too much.
Seeing him glued to the table and refusing to get up, Wuma Xiu smiled gently and said:
"Since you like it so much, take it home."
Death God's ears twitched slightly, and the next second he straightened up from the table, his movements so swift that there was no trace of the way he had been stuck to the table.
With a wave of his hand, the entire table was folded up, leaving not even the small flowers in the vase on the corner of the table behind.
--As expected, Chun is clever; he managed to see through all his carefully hidden thoughts.
"Spring, you must come to my Death God Temple next time. I'll treat you to a visit to that Green Crabapple Forest then."
To increase the chances of Chun agreeing, he even brought out the Green Crabapple Forest. Come to think of it, he used to be so busy that he never invited Chun to visit his Death God Temple. Now that he thinks about it, he really missed out.
"Good."
Wuma Xiu was indeed curious about the Death God Temple and wanted to see for himself the Green Crabapple Forest that Death God had mentioned. What kind of sight would it be if an entire forest of flowers could bloom in the Abyss?
He mentally recalled the flowers he had given to Death God over the years, and it seemed to amount to only a thousand or eight hundred, which wasn't too many. He could give more of other kinds in the future.
Although there's no sunshine there, adding more floral fragrance is still nice.
"Damn it. If my brothers attack you again, you can dodge even if you don't retaliate. There's no need to take it head-on."
Wuma Xiu recalled the pathetic state of Death God, who had been frozen into an ice sculpture by the Winter God and then had his head smoldering from a fire set by the Summer God. With a hint of helplessness in his voice, he offered a reminder.
Winter God's ice couldn't freeze Death God for that long; with Death God's power, he could easily have dodged it, but the opponent simply didn't resist.
However, through this incident, Wuma Xiu also confirmed one thing:
His three younger brothers might really be nothing short of little devils in the eyes of other Gods.
Then, Wuma Xiu talked with Death God for a long time.
He found that Death God's transformation this time was actually quite good; at least it was much more interesting than before.
The Death God talked about everything from the Green Crabapple Forest to a glowing Bone Butterfly that had recently emerged from the Abyss, and then from the Bone Butterfly to...
The two gods had a very pleasant conversation.
However, the Summer God, Autumn God, and Winter God, who were isolated from that layer of Mint-Green Divine Power, were not feeling well at all.
Summer God lay directly on the Divine Power Barrier, trying to see through the hazy light to understand what was happening inside.
Unfortunately, no matter how close he got, he couldn't see him.
"What is it that even my beloved younger brother, whom I love the most, can't watch?"
The scene of the Summer God climbing around on the Divine Power Barrier is both eerie and comical.
The Winter God stared intently at the Autumn God, his eyes unblinking.
Although he wasn't very bright, he at least knew which of his older brothers was the smartest.
Generally speaking, you can't rely on your second brother; you can only rely on your third brother.
Winter God reached out and grabbed Autumn God's clothes, threateningly saying:
"Third brother, tell me what you know. Otherwise, I won't forgive you."
Last time, the Autumn God conjured up the Little Frost Flower and the Little Mist Flower before the Winter God could, and the Winter God has kept this in mind ever since.
Autumn God gave an awkward smile.
They say impulsiveness is the devil, and that's really true.
"Don't worry, my brother hasn't been kidnapped by Death God."
Autumn God spoke with certainty, but his heart wasn't as certain as his face suggested. After all, his brother had a special relationship with the Death God, and he never hid anything from the other gods when they were together.
Upon receiving his third brother's affirmative reply, the Winter God's mood visibly brightened. He then glanced at his second brother, who was still crawling on his brother's layer of Divine Power, trying to find a loophole and peek at what was happening inside.
My second brother is even dumber than me.