At the moment the Demon Gods' will descended, Di Nian Evil Spirit caught the scent of death approaching.
It knew full well that under the scrutiny of the Demon Gods' will, it had no secrets left to hide.
With but a thought from the Demon Gods, every moment from its birth to its ascension as a Monarch would be laid bare.
Cheating in trials, hoarding intelligence, deliberately deviating from the predetermined state-of-mind trials... any one of those crimes was enough to have it killed a hundred times over.
The wild joy of ascending to Monarch had yet to fade when, in the blink of an eye, it was struck by the sorrow of a life nearing its end.
Overwhelming joy and despair collided within it, weighing heavily on its consciousness.
"Bully, we'll be holding hands on the road to the underworld. We're definitely dead this time. No doubt about it," Evil Eye's calm voice sounded.
Hearing that, Di Nian pulled at the corners of its mouth and let out a silent, bitter laugh.
At this point, any struggle was meaningless.
All beneath the Demon Gods were ants. Even though it had taken that crucial step and ascended to Monarchhood,
before that supreme will, it was still so insignificant that it could be crushed with ease.
Even if it wanted to defend itself, the answer did not matter to the Demon Gods.
Erasing an out-of-control Monarch on a whim was no loss to Black Tide.
Feeling the power within its body surge wildly beyond its control, it realized that the Demon Gods' supreme will was likely piercing through its consciousness and examining the structure of its life.
The last trace of luck in its heart shattered completely.
It simply gave up, no longer deliberately restraining its restless source power, and allowed