No one could comprehend the monstrous waves raging within Ketu's heart at this moment!
A higher life-form from beyond the dimension, something impossible to comprehend, had actually claimed that the entire dimensional plane was merely his laboratory. After delivering a series of despairing revelations, he had then asked whether Ketu wanted to kill him!?
For a low-dimensional creature that discovered it was trapped inside a box, the despair, predicament, and helplessness it faced—without understanding the rules of a higher world—would, under the deepest destructive instinct of rational thought, let fear strip away its confidence. It would submit to primitive instinct, seek to kill the higher-dimensional creature as proof that it possessed greater strength, and attempt to replace it. This was the natural course of development for low-dimensional creatures.
Destruction sprang from the deepest instinct within every living being!
Green's golden silken hair fluttered wildly around him, a faint gleam flashing across his spectacles as his eyes fixed on Ketu. He hoped to find the answer he wanted amid this uncertain development. Even though Green had created this dimensional laboratory, he feared he would never again have an opportunity to roam a lowered dimension in the same way.
A thin sheen of sweat spread across Ketu's forehead.
The Myriad Bones Nether God had originally been the only life-form in this world that Ketu could not see through. Though it called itself a god, compared to the gods of Gods' World in the usual sense, it was worlds apart. Although the two had clashed directly several times, neither had ever emerged victorious.
Fortunately, the Myriad Bones Nether God had not chosen to remain near human metropolises. Instead, it had made the sparsely inhabited Extreme Northern Ice Abyss its nest, reaching an agreement with humanity so that both sides could coexist peacefully.
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