"My divine weapon your whole family."
Knull cursed furiously. He shouted, "Mechanical Demon King, don't give me an opportunity, or I'll tear you to pieces."
Knull had never had a good temper. Otherwise, he would not have picked up a weapon and gone straight to war with the Celestials back then.
"I like your anger and resentment. The angrier and more resentful you are, the stronger the divine weapon forged from them will be."
Andrew was not angry in the slightest. Instead, he nodded in satisfaction. "Come on, keep getting angry, Knull. You can do it."
"I can your whole family."
Knull was so angry he nearly vomited blood—though he had no blood to vomit now. Even when the Celestials defeated him, he had never been this furious. This Demon King was utterly detestable.
"That won't do. There's far too little resentment."
Andrew pondered for a moment and said, "How about displaying you for a thousand years first, then forging you into a divine weapon? That should give you enough resentment."
"Display me for a thousand years?"
Knull exploded at once. He slammed himself against the Space Barrier with all his strength and roared, "You bastard Demon King, I'll kill you."
"That's exactly the spirit I want."
Andrew clapped in satisfaction. He said, "The new divine weapon will be called God's Hate. The greater the resentment, the greater its power.
Knull, although you are the most failed god, in my hands, you will become the most successful divine weapon."
Knull was so furious he nearly exploded. When had he, the mighty Dark God, ever suffered such humiliation?
Calm down, calm down. The angrier I get, the happier this bastard becomes.
Knull kept persuading himself inwardly. At that moment, the Symbiotes said emotionally, "Former master, this is wonderful. You've finally shed