"Absolutely wonderful. You can actually kill me."
People really did laugh when they were utterly speechless. Meng Yi could not help grinning as he gave a thumbs-up to the Telephone Ghost, which had announced that it would kill him.
"True Infinite · Spirit" was guaranteed to be able to kill Meng Yi.
"True Infinite · Spirit: Main God's Aspect" might work too.
"Destiny Master" seemed to have a decent chance.
At worst, surely the "Main God Space: Balance Mechanism" could step in and expel Meng Yi?
What? A "derivative counterfeit" of the "Urban Weird Tales Series · Telephone Mary" circulated by "Pan-Human History · Modern Era"?
That was far more absurd than certain bizarre debaters having the "Horror Film · The Old Corpse in Mountain Village" trade blows with "Mythical Da Luo · Sun Wukong."
The participants in the "Pan-Human History Series" were clearly defined.
If the Telephone Ghost mixed with the Eastern sphere, Meng Yi happened to know "Emperor Fengdu," and he could even get a word in with "Empress Pingxin."
What if the Telephone Ghost mixed with the Western sphere?
That would be incredible. It was merely a propagation product of one of Satan's underlings' underlings' underlings' underlings... underlings, yet it dared to claim that it could kill the holder of the "Name of God."
Such a matter could be big or small. Given Meng Yi's level, he certainly would not stoop to quarreling with a Small Fry that was fearless through ignorance.
"Your courage is commendable. I was just wondering what tool anomaly to pick, and you arrived at exactly the right time."
Meng Yi gave a "nuclear-cancer-can-hydrogen" chuckle. "Let me see how you plan to kill me."
The gap between the two sides was simply too vast.
Even though Meng Yi did not want to provoke