Chapter 50: Leafing Through The Book of Thoth Tarot / Chapter 51: The Black Cat Witch Mustn't Be Left a Widow

"You who have had the fires of desire stoked are truly no different from ordinary people."

"...But that's fine too. At the very least, you're much more pleasing to look at now than when you were walking corpses."

Niangniang spoke leisurely, with a hint of excitement. "...I'm only interested in that young man who has newly ascended to the rank of Demon God. I want to have a chat with him. Of course, it would be even better if I had the chance to fight him."

"...Compared to you rotten things, with your ugly, empty state that's no different from death, I still prefer people full of vigor."

"As for this so-called new world, it would be nice if there is one. If there isn't, I won't be sad either. I'll simply follow my heart in everything. That's what they call Dao Fa Zi Ran."

Bishop's skull-like face twisted into an extremely unpleasant smile. He sighed, "...As expected of the most ancient Demon God, Niangniang."

"...Among all of us, you are the closest to the 'Dao.' Even after passing through countless eras, you have still maintained this purest of hearts."

The will of a Demon God would be worn away through infinite cycles of reincarnation. Put another way, under the erosion of time, a Demon God's body might remain immortal, but their spirit could wither away.

A Demon God in that state was no different from being dead.

In the past, all the Demon Gods had hidden themselves in the Hidden World, and no one knew how long they had remained there.

Almost all of the Demon Gods had become sculptures that could neither speak nor move, merely existing.

They were like piles of dried-out firewood.

Roy's appearance was like someone pouring a basin of water over that firewood—or perhaps