In a secret place, Smog was only one final step away from becoming the Holy Son and sounding the horn.
And now, the only obstacle that could still be called his was Chen Cheng.
But judging by the situation now, that was no longer a problem. With the Holy Spirit under the Lord God's command taking action, he too would reach final perfection.
Thinking back to who he had once been, he had spent every day trembling in fear beneath the invasion of those Gods and Devils, until the Lord arrived.
The Lord was merciful. He had been willing to accept this lamb-world that had already strayed down the wrong path. Yet those fellows who fancied themselves wise and clever were still using crooked methods to drag this world toward an irreversible abyss.
That was absolutely unforgivable.
He had failed a hundred thousand years ago, yet after all those hundred thousand years, this world remained just as filthy and sinful. Arrogance, greed, brutality, and every other sin had never ceased.
A pack of living beings born beneath evil arts remained just as ugly and greedy.
Since this world was already beyond all cure, it needed the Lord's final cleansing. And as the Lord's servant, he would ultimately bear original sin and become Adam and Eve of the New World.
The madness in Smog's heart was already becoming impossible to suppress. Receiving a report from his subordinates about Chen Cheng's whereabouts, Smog let out a disdainful sneer.
"Arrogance is your greatest sin."
Just as he was about to muster his men and teach Chen Cheng a lesson in the Southern Barbarians, another report arrived.
This report concerned the magic compendium Jamir and his group had spread. Of course, in this report, it was not called a magic compendium, but the legendary