Asphalt-black waves churned beneath his feet, but the turmoil within Despair was no calmer than the sea.
In his original conception, after arriving in this world, he would most likely encounter that stubborn fellow trying to stop a chariot with his arm. What was that person called again? Perfect Life, right?
He knew clearly that the little divine power he had lost to the other party simply could not support their growth. Their defeat at his hands was practically inevitable.
Out of sheer malice, he had specifically chosen this landing point on Earth. There were fewer traces of human presence here, which had slowed his descent.
But this place allowed him to bring both his skeleton and the Sea of Despair with him. It was perfect for recreating the scene from that old game for Perfect Life.
Moreover, throughout countless years, his divine power had continuously nourished these two things. Both could be considered his divine artifacts.
After easily dealing with Perfect Life and restoring all his power, he could directly spread his Sea of Despair, transform all the seas of this world, and drown the world.
Only familiar natural disasters like this could draw out even more despair. Despair had long since become thoroughly experienced in such matters.
But what he had never expected was that after arriving here, Perfect Life had not appeared at all. Instead, an unfamiliar god had shown up.
--Who the hell is this?!
Standing before Despair was the bearer of an entire world, the newly ascended God of Hope, Jiang Yuan.
He lowered his head and raised both hands to inspect himself, his eyes carrying a trace of curiosity and novelty.
As a newly ascended god, the divine power of his ascension had indeed affected his mind. But the effect was clearly minor. His