Rota, Slayer of Gods

Neither the Asura God nor Rota was one to waste words. After trading harsh remarks, they left the City of Slaughter together.

The City of Slaughter was not a place ordinary people could enter and leave so easily. But to the Asura God and Rota, coming and going from the City of Slaughter was as simple as walking through their own backyard.

Once outside, Rota and the Asura God faced each other, as though a conflict could erupt at any moment.

However, the entrance to the City of Slaughter was not suitable for a large-scale battle. If things were mishandled, the City of Slaughter could still be destroyed.

"Choose the location. I do not care."

Rota recalled a vast plain south of the Star Dou Great Forest that was perfectly suited for battle, so he suggested, "Then let's go south of the Star Dou Great Forest. It's spacious there."

The Asura God brimmed with confidence. The word defeat had never existed in his dictionary. Even the incomparably arrogant Dragon God had been slain by him years ago.

And Rota before him was merely a human. No matter how formidable he was, could he possibly be stronger than the Dragon God?

Floating in the air and looking down at him, the Asura God answered, "No problem. We shall do as you say. Consider it my final mercy toward you."

The Asura God stood at the very pinnacle even within the God Realm. To him, choosing a place to fight was merely a way to make things seem more solemn.

"Then stop wasting time. Make it quick!" Rota showed the Asura God no courtesy, his tone equally commanding.

The Asura God believed he had already given Rota a chance. Since Rota did not cherish it, he had no one else to blame.