Since he was going to die anyway, Lan Mu had no interest in choosing something as boring as suicide.
If his Destiny Editor stood before him, Lan Mu would definitely kill him.
Unfortunately, he had never had such an opportunity. On the path of breaking fate and seeking truth, he could only feel his way forward alone.
Yet everyone's fate here had been created by Lan Mu. Now, he was giving them a chance to kill him.
The Saints looked at one another, and naturally, no one dared make a move.
Silently, Lan Mu had already disabled the command phrase.
He had now released his GM state.
"Go ahead and attack. I will only resist with my normal strength and will not use any unsolvable power."
Lan Mu did not explain information to them. Besides, he knew that this group already understood what he meant.
Everyone present was, by definition, an ultimate ancient monster of the universe. With things stated so plainly, what was there not to understand?
There was only one final question they could not figure out.
"Why do you seek death?" one Saint asked.
Lan Mu said, "I'm tired of living."
"..."
The Saints were speechless. That was a little too willful.
Lan Mu smiled. "Actually, I'm pursuing a higher realm. Back then, 'She' did the same thing, except he failed... Don't worry. Win or lose, kill me if you can. I won't blame you."
Only then did the Saints understand. It was simply a Creator who had eaten too much and wanted to court death.
What else was there to say? Their fates were in someone else's hands, and now the Creator himself was courting death. They might as well grant his wish.
Wushi was the first to attack. Holding blue-white tea leaves in his hand,