With the massive black sphere gone, sunlight could finally shine on the grass. Though the battle between lions and sheep continued, with severed limbs flying everywhere, at least the bright sunshine gave the scene a faintly warm feeling.
All that remained was to wait for The Old Man to die.
The aged, frail figure fell to the ground, bounced lightly a few times, then rolled a short distance down the slope.
For the moment, however, no one intended to go down for a closer look. They merely floated in midair, staring at the old man as he writhed like an insect.
"Come to think of it, this old man's physique isn't much," Su Ming continued chatting with Kitty, citing the previous god they had killed as an example. "Zeus had white hair too, but he was built like Superman, with ten-pack abs and a stud's waist."
Kitty licked the pads of its paws a few times and casually said, "I've always thought Zeus and Lucifer were the perfect match. One has an insatiable appetite, while the other dives into every hole he sees. Sigh, so dark."
"Too bad Zeus isn't human." Elaine joined the conversation. Though she was only a teenage girl, as God, she clearly knew quite a few things. "That uncle of mine only likes humans and demons. He has no interest in creatures like the Old Gods, much less Zeus, whose soul reeks."
Lucifer's tastes were far broader than those of ordinary people. He liked handsome men and beautiful women, but he also liked souls that were exceptionally pure or exceptionally filthy. Even if someone looked like the hunchback of Notre Dame, he could still love them.
But that applied only to humans. Nonhuman creatures were out of the question; they simply did nothing for him.
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