Bibi Dong's Dream (2)

If that day truly came, and the Angel God, high above and illuminating the world, became a God of Slaughter—

That would be both satisfying and a perfect chance for revenge.

"What? You can't accept that?" Seeing the Rakshasa God's poor expression, Bibi Dong asked.

"Aren't you afraid that if he truly becomes the Angel God, the first person he'll kill will be you?" The Rakshasa God pointed at Dongfang Yu in the image.

Bibi Dong fell silent for a moment. "He won't."

"Get this straight. When that time comes, his oath will be useless. And you, as my Rakshasa's inheritor and a representative of evil, will definitely be suppressed by him. That brat looks like the kind who kills without batting an eye. He won't be bound by some so-called master-disciple bond!" the Rakshasa God snapped, as though trying to scold Bibi Dong out of her naivety.

"I know." Bibi Dong smiled faintly.

"You know?!" The Rakshasa God froze, then nearly burst into profanity.

"I want him to kill without batting an eye." Bibi Dong smiled lightly. After all, that personality had been deliberately cultivated by her.

"Since I dared to teach him, that means I'm confident. Who says Angels must suppress evil? Who says a butcher's blade can only be pointed at enemies?"

The Rakshasa God's heart suddenly clenched. "You really are a lunatic."

"That's right, I am a lunatic. If I weren't, would you have come looking for me?" Not only was Bibi Dong not angry, she was proud of it.

"You are the finest inheritor I've ever guided. Heh heh heh..." The Rakshasa God threw back her head and laughed, her laughter especially chilling.

After laughing, the Rakshasa God said, "Fine. Do as you please. I only hope you don't end up playing with fire and