Mr. God Yao Got Angry

"Too weak."

The blue Eight-armed Female Demon God looked down coldly at the small Troll. "Sending a lowly life-form like this here means the White God wants you dead."

Longer trembled with fear.

He lowered his head, remembering the White God's divine oracle.

—Speak less, watch more, remember more, think more. Be sharp.

Longer had heard of the Demons' fearsome reputation. They were among the top powerhouses of the Border Zone and almost only appeared in the Deep Zone. The ancestors of the Storm Tribe had once dealt with Demons, but that single encounter had left the Trolls enslaved for over a thousand years and nearly driven them to extinction.

The Demon's pale-eyed gaze made Longer feel a faint stinging all over his body. She was staring at his back, his scapulae, and his legs...

The Troll knew very well that this was the look one gave meat.

Mustering his courage, Longer lowered his head and said, "Lord Kali, this humble one is a follower of the Queen Mother of the West and also an Apostle of the White God... Please show mercy and don't do this."

"Ridiculous!"

Kali sat cross-legged on the ground, her eight arms forming all kinds of different gestures, and said unhappily, "Do you think I would eat you? I'm not that hungry yet."

However, Longer secretly caught sight of the Extinction Incarnation wiping drool from the corner of her mouth with one hand.

She was staring at him greedily, her eyes full of ravenous appetite.

Driven by a powerful desire to survive, Longer hardened his resolve and said, "Lord Kali, please endure it for just a little while. Once we get over there, Nuogua will be everywhere. You can eat however you like. Those strong Great Nuo are far more delicious than a Troll like