At that moment, every fallen deity present stood against him.
Terrifying auras burst from their bodies and spread through the sky. A cold, utterly fearless menace flickered in their eyes as they stood between him and the Self-Binding Angel.
Although this was indeed the outcome he had wanted to see.
It still stirred something deep within him.
He had never imagined this day would come. He was no longer that weak Hell Creature he had once been. Now he could truly face so many Origins who had once been impossibly beyond his reach, standing on their level-or even higher.
"You really aren't afraid of death."
His gaze rested on them.
But beneath the cloth concealing his face, the corners of his mouth finally lifted in a faint, gratified smile.
Still.
Wasn't this exactly the result he wanted?
If they feared even him, how could they face that truly hopeless Calamity? But perhaps he had never needed to test them. He knew it would end this way, because every one of them was a deity who had fought on the front lines in the Main Universe until the bitter end, before he and Painter brought them into Hell!
Whoosh-
His blade pointed toward the ground.
"If that's how it is, I'm more than willing to give you this chance. A chance to challenge me."
He slowly raised his blade, pointing it toward the dozen or so fallen deities in the distance.
"Come."
"All of you."
"If you think you can bring me down!"
Cold light radiated from the keen blade as fierce winds whipped up billowing yellow sand.
Perhaps this battle would go down in history.
*Perhaps when you look back many years from now, you won't know whether to laugh or cry. But I'll make you believe. After this battle,