Kamizuki Yu looked at the Shura God standing there in a daze, his brows slightly furrowed.
The quality of this batch of new employees was really lacking.
He could not even understand the most basic instructions.
He walked over and waved a hand in front of the Shura God's face.
Hey.
Come back to your senses.
The Shura God's body jolted violently.
He lowered his head and looked at the Asura Demon Sword in his hand, the sword that had accompanied him through countless ages of battle.
The killing aura on its blade, which had once terrified gods and demons across countless worlds, now seemed especially ironic.
Hauling bricks?
They wanted him, the God Realm's enforcer, the Shura God King, to carry rebar?
Absurd!
The Shura God suddenly raised his head.
Divine power surged wildly within him.
He was going to make a desperate stand.
Even if he died, he could not endure such utter humiliation.
Killing God Domain, activate!
A blood-red radiance was just about to erupt from his body.
Slap.
A crisp slap echoed across the entire construction site.
The Shura God spun three and a half times through the air before crashing heavily into a pile of rebar.
The divine power he had just gathered instantly scattered.
One side of his face swelled high.
Kamizuki Yu withdrew his hand without even sparing him a glance.
Fighting is strictly prohibited during working hours.
Ten work points deducted.
Do it again, and you're fired on the spot.
The God of Destruction, standing nearby, had just been about to raise his Destruction Scepter.
Seeing this, the hand gripping the scepter froze in midair.
This was power on an entirely different level.
Kamizuki Yu turned to look at the man wrapped head to toe in a purple robe.
That purple sweet-potato