In the evil god's eyes,
the scales of victory had completely tipped in his favor.
He laughed wildly, with an eldritch Cthulhu-like wickedness.
"Hahaha—!"
The evil god let out deafening, maniacal laughter, filled with the smugness of surviving a catastrophe and the utmost mockery for insignificant mortals. After its brief embarrassment, its colossal body began displaying even more terrifying regenerative power and strength.
Its severed tentacles regenerated at a visible speed. The purifying radiance of the starlight spears was swiftly covered by pus, while the impact of the Departed Soul's Hymn was buffered by layer upon layer of flesh. Not only had its power not weakened, it had instead become even more violent and unpredictable after devouring Ian's "Paradox Power"!
"Do you see, insects?!"
All sixteen faces of the evil god sneered at once, their voices like the shrieks of countless souls converging and piercing straight into Ian's soul. "Is this the insignificant 'favor' that wretch who died long ago bestowed upon you after communicating with him? You dare dream of shaking my 'perfection' with such a crude trick that cannot even truly comprehend a 'concept'?!"
"If you had been willing before, I could clearly have given you more! Infinite power, eternal life, understanding beyond all things—yet you chose a failure who could not even preserve his own divine body!" Its enormous violet-red eye fixed firmly on Ian, its thoughts brimming with naked temptation and disdain.
"You do not understand what it means to 'choose a side' at all! Open those eyes blinded by ignorance and look! I am the future! I am order! I am 'perfection'!"
"Originally, by following me, you would have gained power far beyond mortal imagination! Your bloodline would have been 'perfectly' elevated by me! Your magical talent would have forged miracles surpassing the gods within