"You're truly a complete and utter idiot."
Andrew said disdainfully, "All right, no more wasting time. Blackheart, behave yourself from now on and I'll spare your life. Otherwise, since I can resurrect you, I can naturally kill you too.
"And before long, I will become the Lord of Hell, perhaps even the Lord of the Universe."
Andrew's voice was filled with excitement. Blackheart gritted his teeth in fury. Why was Mephisto so glorious while he was suffering so miserably? He refused to accept this!
"I will never obey you, Mephisto! If you've got the guts, kill me. Otherwise, you will regret it!"
Blackheart roared. Andrew rolled his eyes. This guy was the textbook definition of a brat. If he weren't Mephisto's son and extremely useful to Mephisto, the grass on his grave would already be ten feet tall.
"Stubborn fool. In that case, die."
Andrew snorted coldly, turning his consciousness into a sharp blade and slashing at Blackheart's Main Consciousness.
Blackheart was not a Skyfather. He could only possess temporary Skyfather strength within the Ghost Realm. On his own, he was below the Skyfather level, so his consciousness was not particularly powerful.
Facing Andrew's strike, Blackheart felt little fear. He was more confused. Why was Mephisto attacking him? He had been this rebellious before, hadn't he?
Besides, Mephisto should know perfectly well that as long as his body remained, his consciousness would gradually recover. In other words, severing his consciousness was completely meaningless.
Blackheart did not resist at all. On one hand, resistance was useless. With Mephisto's current strength, he could not possibly block him. On the other hand, he would not truly die, so there was no need to resist.
Under those circumstances, Andrew easily severed Blackheart's consciousness. No fluctuations spread out, and there was no commotion.
"Done."
Andrew