Pampas of the Vortex of Despair, hailed as the tyrant of the ancient universe, was not particularly difficult to get along with in Caroline's eyes.
Perhaps it was because his constant headaches had been alleviated.
The principle was simple. Like a severely ill patient in a hospital room whose head hurt so badly every moment that it felt as though it were splitting, he was prone to mental breakdowns, tantrums, and smashing things.
He's pitiful too. Such a powerful bloodline has terrifying side effects. The fact that he hasn't gone mad is already a miracle, Caroline thought softly.
It was as if there were a blender inside his head, madly scraping at his soul. It would not be an exaggeration to call it the greatest torture in history—and he had endured it since birth.
But her sympathy did not affect their relationship as enemies in the slightest, nor did it affect her intention to fight Pampas.
"I won't kill you."
Pampas sat upon his throne, a faint smile appearing on his face as he slowly floated over. "I'll keep you by my side. Other than the Three Great Celestial Sovereigns, you're the first person in all these years who isn't afraid of me."
The Dao Attainers around them changed expression drastically.
Pampas truly was insane. This was a creature formed from the Dark Emotions gathered from all living beings, yet he intended to keep her by his side? To chat with him and serve as a toy? "I am invincible."
Pampas spun a planet in his hand and said softly, "I was born with the ability to destroy a planet. For me, even when I was still a Weak Ninth-Order deity, it was nothing difficult. I merely needed to interfere with its revolution and rotation, and the planet would destroy