"Besides, with your personality, you don't seem like the kind of person who'd willingly take a risk."
Watching the black gate slowly close in the distance, the God of Destruction smiled as the thought crossed his mind.
When faced with a choice between life and death, perhaps one out of every ten Seventh-Tier beings would choose the path that offered almost certain death.
But even that one wouldn't be acting recklessly. Their own path and will would have led them to make that choice.
There were no two identical paths in the world, and the same was true of mortals who rose to the Seventh Tier.
Some cultivated quietly, accumulating strength little by little and advancing with caution until they finally reached the Seventh Tier.
Others strode forward, facing mortal danger at every turn and making great leaps along the way until they, too, ascended to the Seventh Tier.
Different life experiences gave rise to different personalities and patterns of behavior.
The same crisis might be unbearable to some, yet to others, it was as commonplace as any other part of life—nothing worth remarking on.
But judging by what the God of Destruction knew of the King of Earth Demons, he clearly wasn't that kind of person.
After spending thousands of years together, the God of Destruction felt he knew the King of Earth Demons' patterns of behavior fairly well.
He was not the sort to risk his life for the slightest chance of success. He was exceptionally rational, and would not let his emotions sway him.
The God of Destruction couldn't believe that someone like him would stake his life for the opportunity before him.
Rather than believe that, he'd sooner believe the King of Earth Demons had some means unknown to ordinary people, and was therefore unafraid.
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