"You have the nerve to talk about being used!" The God of Evil's eyes were scarlet as he stared the Asura God down, his aggressive questions crashing down one after another like thunder. "The facts are right before us! Was that bastard named Zi one of the masterminds secretly stirring up trouble in the Divine Realm or not?! Did he blow himself up on the spot when he was cornered, ruthlessly taking even his best brother with him or not?!"
Violent currents of destruction and evil intertwined around the God of Evil. He pointed at the Asura God, his voice carrying not only fury but the heart-piercing hatred of someone who had lost his colleagues. "Asura, search your conscience! If you hadn't obstructed us at every turn, if we could have seized him immediately and interrogated him thoroughly, wouldn't we have pried those shameful plots and secrets out of his mouth sooner?!"
He abruptly turned and pointed beyond the hall at the gloom-shrouded sky, toward the fallen God Stars of the Sea God and the God of Food. "If we had uncovered the truth then, would the Sea God and the God of Food... have died so horribly, without any warning? Would any of this have happened?! Answer me!"
The Asura God's towering body lurched, as though all his strength had been drained in an instant, and he staggered half a step backward.
He clenched his teeth and parted his dry lips, but could not utter a single word of rebuttal.
The God of Evil's heart-piercing roars, carrying the grief of fallen God Stars, echoed beneath the hall's vaulted ceiling for a long time.
Could... I really have been wrong? The Asura God lowered his head, his dull, blood-red hair obscuring his eyes and brows.
If he had not protected