"No! No! No! What's happening?!"
Lucifer was locked in a long-distance contest with Enigma nearby when the dog that had been lying at his feet watching the show suddenly screamed. Its entire body was kneaded by invisible hands like dough, and the whole dog became horribly wrong.
It had looked like a Scottish Collie, but in that instant, it suddenly felt as though something inside it had been hollowed out. Its sense of control over power and authority vanished at once, and its body began to deform beyond its control.
One moment it turned into a pug, the next into a bulldog. The builds, fur, and features of all kinds of dogs appeared across its body in chaotic succession, as though someone were playing a character-creation game.
Except this time, they were molding a dog.
Perhaps it could no longer even be called a dog. Voice of God had twisted into an indescribable monster, black slime seeping out from beneath its fur and making it look as if it had just crawled out of asphalt.
And that was not all. Its body could barely maintain the shape of a dog anymore. It increasingly resembled a melting wax figure, and a faded one at that.
"Oh? It seems things are going far more smoothly than I expected. I underestimated Deadpool. Humanity truly possesses infinite possibilities."
Lucifer laughed. He no longer struggled against Enigma and immediately withdrew, watching the other party utterly destroy the current Single Universe in an instant before leaving. As though he had seen nothing, he crouched beside the writhing "dog sludge" and said:
"Finally, I don't have to put on an act anymore. What a relief, hehe."
The world had been destroyed, leaving only the void gleaming with strange light. The mission was complete. He no longer needed