Wenren Sheng did not answer the Greek man's question. Instead, he moved away from him.
This was not fear.
It was an instinctive avoidance.
Like a person avoiding a cesspit.
His retreat clearly enraged this temperamental creature of chaos.
"My creators loathe my existence. And you, a mere bacterium, dare loathe me too?" The smile vanished from the Greek man's face.
It knew that no matter how it changed its appearance, its essence would remain the same. Anyone who could see through that essence would loathe it.
"Bacterium? No, you're the bacterium." Wenren Sheng swung his withdrawn fist straight at him.
The Greek man watched coldly, neither dodging nor evading. His face was filled with disdain for an attack that could threaten the Sole Supremacy Society members with death.
This mysterious hybrid physical attack was effective against most anomalies, yet it was useless against him.
He himself had grasped part of the mysteries of time and space, and such an attack meant nothing to him.
Sure enough, an attack powerful enough to destroy half a planet struck him like a stone skimming across water.
It kicked up a tremendous spray.
But that was all.
"Haha, I told you, you're just a bacterium. The damage you cause can't even kill one of my cells, while I have trillions upon trillions upon trillions of cells." The Greek man shook his head, as if looking at an ant trying to topple a tree.
It was utterly laughable.
At that moment, Ouyang Tian, hiding behind the Interstellar Train, said somewhat timidly, "Hey, cousin, we should get out of here first. We can come back to fight this BOSS after we've leveled up."
He also knew the Greek man's true nature. Saya had begun trembling all over just now.
It was the fear of encountering