White Night King: Are You Picking a Fight with Me on Purpose? / The Collision of Three Problem Children (Part 2)

Her hair was quite peculiar. At first glance, it was a pale gray.

But under different lighting, her strands seemed almost transparent, reflecting different hues from different angles, like multicolored glass.

If a modern person were standing here, they would surely exclaim that this was the representative hair color of a Mary Sue.

"Algeur?"

White Night King recognized the girl before her at a glance. Lowering her eyelids, she spoke word by word.

"Instead of fighting all the gods and Buddhas across these three thousand worlds, what are you doing here?"

Although it was phrased as a question, White Night King's tone was thick with killing intent.

She was no truly docile little white rabbit. As one corner of Humanity's Final Trial, White Night King was the fiercest and most vicious Demon King.

More than a few Asura Gods and Buddhas and humans had died at her hands. Otherwise, so many gods and Buddhas would not have regarded her with hostility.

White Night King, who had been lamenting the passage of spring and autumn moments earlier, immediately became arrogant.

Indeed, whether human or divine, people only thought about nonsensical things when they had nothing to do.

When she had something to occupy herself with, White Night King had no time to ponder philosophical questions like the ultimate fate of a Demon King.

Right now, all she wanted was to twist off the head of this detestable person before her.

"White Night King, you made the sun never set. That made Al-chan quite unhappy."

Algeur smiled brightly and stated the reason she had come to find White Night King.

"Huh? You came because of this too? Don't tell me some Asura God or Buddha deceived you and made you their enforcer, sending you here to cause trouble for me?"

White Night