"Is that so? We'll need to plan this carefully. It won't be easy."
Chthon thought for a moment and said, "Let's put that aside for now. I'll go find Billy first and have a good talk with him about life. I'll get him to obediently become an experimental subject."
Thinking of something, Death sighed. "Chthon, your skill at fooling people has improved tremendously over the years."
"Mechanical Demon King forced me into it."
Chthon wore a wistful expression. Although he was an Evil God, he rarely fooled people in the past. He would simply use magic to influence them—easy and straightforward, without so much nonsense.
Next, Chthon found Billy and bluntly explained his purpose. Billy looked at Chthon and secretly sighed. No wonder Mechanical Demon King always won. He saw so far ahead; it would be strange if he lost.
A long time ago, Andrew had told Billy that Chthon would definitely come looking for him to serve as an experimental subject. Sure enough, Chthon had really come today.
"Lord Chthon, I've heard of Perfect Doomsday too. They say it's extremely difficult. Can it really succeed?"
Billy asked with feigned hesitation. Chthon said, "Of course it's difficult, but I can guarantee that even if it fails, you won't die. And once it succeeds, you'll become a super powerhouse comparable to a Demon—perhaps even stronger than Death and me.
"Then, you'll be able to kill anyone you want, such as Homelander."
Billy's breathing immediately quickened, but inwardly, he sneered. That sounds nice, but aren't you just using me as an experiment so Homelander can become Perfect Doomsday?
Billy quietly clenched his fists. Why was he inferior to Homelander in every way? Seeing his expression, Chthon smiled faintly. This persuasion was about to succeed.
That was indeed the case. Billy soon agreed