Who Says They Aren't a Herrscher?

"Smart would be overstating it. I've lived for quite some time, so I've accumulated a bit of knowledge."

"However, there's one thing you got wrong."

Pest smiled faintly as dark-red flames of resentment surged around her entire body.

"I am not a god who embodies the Black Death! I am the representative of the collective spirits of the eighty million who died from the Black Death! The symbol of their laments and resentment! I have come to take revenge on the slothful sun, the root cause that spread the Black Death across the world and brought countless calamities such as famine and poverty!"

It was in answer to the voices of resentment from eighty million Black Death victims that she had come to this Hakoniwa World of Asura Gods and Buddhas—to seek revenge upon the sun!

Seeing the excited expression on Pest's face, Luo Mio slowly lowered his eyes.

"Is that so... Revenge against the sun."

"But there is only one thing I can tell you. In this world, you cannot change the fate of the Black Death's outbreak."

"What?!"

Hearing Luo Mio's words, Pest became agitated as well.

"You, who are not a collective spirit of eighty million dead, how could you possibly understand our resentment and pain?!"

As she spoke, the agitation on Pest's face turned increasingly furious. Around her, as though answering the rage in her heart, endless gusts and wrath-like flames of resentment erupted along the outline of her body.

Luo Mio watched Pest's enraged expression and the dark-red flames of resentment gradually emerging along her silhouette, then quietly sighed inwardly.

It seemed he had made her angry.

But just as Luo Mio had said, if Pest had truly come to the Hakoniwa World to change the fate of the Black Death's outbreak, then... it would