"Why?" Iskari stared at Tezcatlipoca in utter disbelief. He had never imagined that the god he worshipped would actually move to kill him. In a sense, he was Tezcatlipoca as well. Iskari had been specially created by Tezcatlipoca to replace him as a sacrifice. That was also the truth behind why the Dinosaur King had not resisted when he saw him and had allowed himself to be killed.
"It is the rule. If you wish to voice an opinion about a god, you must pay with your life." Tezcatlipoca spoke without expression. To him, anything that could not bring him value—or rather, entertainment—was naturally useless. Even he himself was no exception. The ruthlessness of a god was displayed perfectly in him. Though his marksmanship was atrocious, practically tracing the edges of his targets, there was no way he could miss with the barrel pressed against someone's chest. If he missed at that range, it was no longer a matter of being bad.
"All right. Although this was rather sudden, I have something to ask of that magician over there. As you can see, the merchandise I intended to deliver is gone. But I just had a sudden inspiration. Wouldn't the heart of the human who eliminated six Lostbelts make a fitting sacrifice as well? After all, she is already used to destruction. Ort would surely like it. Though it is somewhat not to my taste."
After killing Iskari, Tezcatlipoca immediately set his sights on Ritsuka, the last Master of humanity. Along her journey, Ritsuka had pruned six major Lostbelts. That could also be called destruction, making her suitable for the ritual to revive Ort.
"Why did you kill Iskari?" Ritsuka did not care that Tezcatlipoca had targeted her. What she cared about was that Tezcatlipoca had killed Iskari.
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