A Nail Through the Brain, Ink-Green Face

It couldn't be blocked, and it wasn't easy to deal with. He could still frequently hear what was happening on their side.

It wasn't useful, but it was incredibly irritating!

He had paid such a heavy price and endured pain ordinary people could never comprehend, all just to disgust those lofty beings.

But honestly, this was already an absurdly powerful ability. Before Sin appeared, the gods had thought Nie Jiutian was the most troublesome and detestable one.

Especially now. The annoying guy beneath them couldn't be killed, while these ants around him had somehow become united.

Unless the gods' memories were faulty, Sin had always been playing the game as an enemy of the entire world.

Usually, everyone wanted to kill him. So why, now that he was truly about to die, were they all coming out to stop it?

Huh?

On the other side, there was also that brain-damaged fireman. He had wasted a Nail of the Fallen God and still wasn't dead, currently tearing at Tu Shan in front of him with his fists.

It looked like Tu Shan was about to be beaten to death too.

This was the representative Slaughter had chosen? He didn't seem to have accomplished anything in this game.

That sun was still yelling and screaming too. Annoying.

Under these circumstances, Nie Jiutian's frenzied voice in their ears, along with the mockery mixed into it, became even more piercing.

They said lions didn't care about ants' insults, but that was purely because lions couldn't hear them!

But the gods couldn't possibly directly confront that guy. That would be far too beneath them.

What a nuisance. After all these years, was that guy still so reckless?

Suddenly, one of the remaining six gods spoke.

Laziness below immediately chimed in:

"Who? Who's been recklessly courting