The next morning, a silver-white figure lounged lazily against the railing of the rooftop terrace on the top floor of Castle of Destruction. He yawned, his hair slightly mussed.
He took out a mirror and comb, tidied his hair, and straightened up his appearance.
Step!
But just then, the sound of a shoe stomping heavily on the floor rang out. The silver-white figure turned around to see the Seven Gods of Original Sin approaching him with an air of certain victory. God of Pride said through the passageway, "Little Lord! I challenge you to a duel!"
"...A duel? Me?"
Hearing this sudden invitation to a duel, Chen Ming'er froze for a moment. Then, wearing an incredulous expression, he pointed at himself as though confirming the information.
"That's right! Little Lord, the loser must grant the winner one request! So? Are you in?"
God of Pride's eyes brimmed with confidence, as though victory were already his. Chen Ming'er responded vaguely while brushing his teeth.
"Mmph... What are we competing in?"
Though he was curious what this was all about, it was just a little game, so he might as well play. He was bored anyway. Seeing him agree, God of Pride immediately shouted, "Let's compete in courage!"
Time rewound to the day before yesterday. Just as God of Pride had suggested defeating the Little Lord, a red-glowing figure instantly appeared, and a large hand pressed down on his head.
In an instant, a suffocating pressure descended. The other six original sin gods trembled, while God of Pride's entire body stiffened. Then Xiao Zi's icy voice rang out.
"If you dare set your sights on Ming'er, this old man wouldn't mind letting you experience the Chaos Divine Thunder I comprehended not long ago."
(Chaos Divine Thunder was a new skill comprehended by