Famon's meaning was clear.
If there was no personal feud between Mother's Body and the Evil God, then their hostility was merely a matter of conflicting stances.
It seemed less severe, yet it was far harder to resolve.
Personal grudges could be settled, and conflicts of interest could be compromised, but a clash of stances was the most difficult to concede.
Fang Cheng did not know what the stance issue between Mother and the Evil God was, but both sides had long since reached a point of irreconcilable hatred.
For the Apocalypse Knights, who hailed from the Evil God, and Fang Cheng, who had inherited Mother's power, the outcome was already destined.
Only one side could survive; there was no room for mitigation.
Fang Cheng looked at the calm and composed Famon and asked, "You are alone. Do you really think you can stop me?"
"Why not?"
Famon was full of confidence. "Didn't you have help from others when you defeated Death? Now that you are alone as well, I may not necessarily lose."
Fang Cheng had only managed to kill the Death Knight Death because of Li Yu's assistance; without her, it would have been impossible for him to succeed on his own.
Famon knew this well, and that was the source of his confidence in coming to intercept Fang Cheng alone.
After all, Fang Cheng was also just one person. Even if he were a step stronger than Famon, he could not defeat him in a short amount of time.
As long as he stalled until Ophi and Dracula arrived, it would be three against one, and Fang Cheng would end up just like Death—dying in a gang fight.
"Righteous" gang fights were not a tactic used only by Fang Cheng; others could use them too.
Fang Cheng