Who Isn't a Herrscher?

Luo Mio looked over and saw an old acquaintance. He then spoke.

"What? They sent you out first, War God Perupedoro?"

The other party slowly revealed his full figure. His towering body brimmed with strength, and his eagle-sharp gaze fixed directly on Luo Mio. Then, noticing Anos beside him, his eyes narrowed as his icy voice rang through the sky.

"I never expected the two of you, as 'unsuitable candidates,' to join forces... It seems you are ready to disrupt the order of the world, White Night Demon Lord, Tyrannical Demon Lord!"

"..."

Luo Mio raised an eyebrow slightly, as though mocking him.

"Disrupt the order? Have those two thousand years hiding in the Divine Heavens made you a little too full of yourself? Coward."

War God Perupedoro, the order of war—the order that commanded military forces.

He was a god who had once joined Allfather God Nosgariath in leading the gods and their Guardian Gods in a crusade against Luo Mio.

But without exception, just like Nosgariath, he had been utterly shocked by Luo Mio's strength. As a result, he had hidden in the Divine Heavens for the past two thousand years.

Moreover, back then, War God Perupedoro had been among the most arrogant gods toward Luo Mio.

Yet upon hearing Luo Mio's taunt, War God Perupedoro remained unmoved, his gaze still coldly fixed on him.

"Perhaps two thousand years ago, I truly feared your power. But after enduring the baptism of the Destructive Sun, how much of your strength could you have recovered now?"

"..."

Hearing that, Luo Mio's expression immediately turned strange.

Why did all these people think Shajeludonaibei and I had perished together and lost part of my power?

War God Perupedoro continued in a cold voice.

"Because of your existence, the order of the world