From what Lin Nuo knew of Asura, that false god, Tang Chen's presence in the mortal realm was probably another contingency he had kept in reserve.
Perhaps they believed that, if the situation truly got out of hand,
Asura and the Sea God could join forces to let Tang Chen and Bo Saixi briefly unleash god-level power, possibly turning the tide by force.
Lin Nuo couldn't afford to ignore that possibility.
So if Spirit Hall could prepare in advance to handle the chaos Evil Soul Masters might cause after Slaughter City fell, throwing the Blood Swan Kiss into the river of blood might be worth considering.
Lin Nuo: A-San, I think I understand you a little now.
For now, though, he felt the matter needed more thought.
He had the Evil God King and the Goodness God King behind him.
They might enjoy a good spectacle, but surely no one could take them for two useless gods who only knew how to sit and watch?
Those two still had a few cards up their sleeves.
Meanwhile, inside the palace of Slaughter City.
At the sight of Bibi Dong standing before him again, the King of Slaughter looked as though his world had ended.
Not long ago, he had sensed that another God of Slaughter had died and had spent quite some time celebrating.
After all, the prophecy said Slaughter City would be destroyed by a God of Slaughter who had walked out of it.
One fewer God of Slaughter meant one fewer threat.
Yet how much time had passed before Bibi Dong came knocking?
"Spider Emperor."
"Why aren't you at Spirit Hall, being a good Pope? What brings you to my domain?"
Seated on his throne, the King of Slaughter sounded anything but welcoming.
Bibi Dong had no patience