Lolth's deranged laughter rang through the Pantheon once again.
It abruptly cut short the Plague Lord's attempt to vent his anger.
"Lady Lolth, what is so funny?"
The Plague Lord forcibly suppressed his anger and asked Lolth in a stiff voice.
At the Plague Lord's questioning, Lolth's laughter gradually faded. Then she gave him a sidelong glance, her voice full of arrogance and disdain:
"I rank first!"
Buzz!
The Plague Lord felt as though his brain were blazing, but his last shred of reason kept him from unleashing his fury on Lolth.
Just then.
"Hahahaha!"
Seeing the Plague Lord's face twisted with rage, Lolth burst into gleeful laughter again.
That grating laughter snapped the taut string in the Plague Lord's mind.
Smack!
His fury burned away the last of his reason. The Plague Lord shot to his feet and slammed a hand on the table, launching into a tirade at Lolth. "Lolth, you filthy whore. ￥￥%@#%@%@..."
Lolth's smile vanished under that vicious abuse, and frost gradually crept over her face.
A chilling killing intent flickered within the Pantheon.
"Your Eminence, Plague Lord, please settle personal grievances after the meeting. Do not waste everyone's time."
Watching the Plague Lord lose his composure, Shar's eyes flashed with a hint of solemnity.
By rights, beings like them, who had already been High Legendary before, could not possibly be so poor at managing their emotions that such slight mockery could make them lose their composure and reason.
If they truly were, they would never have survived this long.
Recalling her own earlier lapse caused by jealousy, Shar could not help sighing inwardly. The harm caused by Faith Poison had actually begun to surface so soon.
"Lolth, you daughter of a bitch, what credibility does this bullshit seating order by strength have? What gives you