"You deliberately kept me behind. Surely it wasn't just to chat. Is there something you want to ask?" Amon's expression remained unchanged, as if he did not care in the slightest about the Heavenly Evil God's practice of devouring his own people.
The Heavenly Evil God turned slightly and looked down upon this world as he said softly:
"Saint Devil and the others suspect that you are an anomaly born from the fused bloodline powers of the Heavenly Devil Clan, Swallowing Demon Tribe, and Heart Devil Clan. But I know very well that you are not one of my kind...
"Like me, you came from a distant foreign realm, didn't you? Not some minor plane under the influence of the Great Thousand World's power, but a great world of equal standing!"
"Why bring this up all of a sudden? Don't tell me you're interested in the world I once lived in?"
"That's right. Once I conquer the Great Thousand World and recreate the Evil Clan, I will send troops to that world..."
The Heavenly Evil God extended a hand toward Amon, inviting him.
"You came to warn me of the time when a Master would be born in the Great Thousand World. You must have your own purpose as well... Why not state your wish? I will grant it for you!
"Come, become my right-hand man. I can promise you Saint Devil's status!"
Amon raised a brow, seeming somewhat puzzled. "You can tolerate me?"
The Heavenly Evil God smiled dismissively. "Your abilities may be somewhat strange, but that is all... Different levels reveal different sights.
"I truly cannot tolerate people like the Soul Emperor, the Flame Emperor, and the Martial Ancestor, who might threaten me. But you are still within the range I can accept."
*Why do I feel like