His words left everyone around him dumbfounded. None of them had expected such a secret to exist. Even less had they expected the God of Wine to be so domineering—to make them drink urine outright.
Of course, aside from humiliating people, this method had no purpose whatsoever.
At that moment, Shadow Demon hesitated. With his ability, killing me during the Investiture of the Gods would have been as easy as flipping his hand. But if he drank urine, he would truly be finished.
Therefore, no matter what, he could not drink urine! At the thought, he glared fiercely at the God of Wine before shouting, "You win!"
With that, he turned and left without lingering any longer.
Seeing him leave, the onlookers exchanged glances. Some of them had wanted to fish in troubled waters, but faced with the God of Wine's nearly impossible-to-counter ability, they were completely helpless.
Drinking urine in front of so many people was no easy matter. Once word got out, their reputations would be ruined.
It had to be said that the God of Wine's ability truly spared no one.
What did that mean? It was said that among the evil gods, one had once hunted the God of Wine and been forced to drink three bowls of urine from him every day. In the end, that evil god had been so humiliated that he chose to destroy himself. He simply could not bear the disgrace.
Thus, everyone fell into a stalemate, exchanging bewildered looks. Yet at that moment, someone who did not fear death still prepared to attack.
A figure suddenly rushed over and shouted fiercely, "God of Wine, I've finally found you this time!"
When the God of Wine saw him, his expression changed drastically. But by then, it was already too late.
A