Bad Intentions

Tang Chuan's power had completely surpassed its theoretical peak. Every aspect of him stood at absolute perfection. Just as the Universal Rules were faintly revealing themselves, nearly ready to cheer for the birth of a new Main God, Tang Chuan remained exceptionally calm.

With his broken body, he looked at the towering being before him, one that could now almost be called the God of Life and Misfortune, and said, "Is that all? Then the divine guard really was plotted against. He knew nothing, and the tricks you planted in the Fantasy Weapon only manifested on Kubana. Is this really... the end? If so, then this is the end for you as well."

The God of Life and Misfortune had reached the pinnacle in every respect. His imposing aura swept across all the Universal Rules—or rather, whenever any Universal Rule touched that aura, it was assimilated into the Rules of Life and Misfortune by an incomprehensible means.

Even Tang Chuan's power, which approached that of the Omniscient and Omnipotent, wavered like a lone boat in a storm beneath that aura. He could barely remain standing.

The God of Life and Misfortune said, "Yes, everything you said is correct. This is all there is, and this is my divine path! The path of a Main God! I need only accomplish one final thing—erase you—and I will have taken that final half-step.

"The myriad things of the universe will no longer call me a thief, but the supreme rule of life and misfortune!

"There is no need to speak of right and wrong. Right and wrong will become meaningless. Calamity, weren't some among you ten only able to ascend the supreme divine throne through similar means?

"Come. Help me. Help me through this final stretch. All you need to do... is offer