The Paths of Gods and Men

Beelzebub rubbed his forehead and muttered, "Where were we? Oh, right."

"You say I've confused my own position? That's absurd. Angels and humans alike are both creations of God, so there shouldn't be any distinction or hierarchy. It's just that I don't know why God made people imperfect."

Beelzebub extended his hand to Bai Mo and said, "Outsider, you and I both deeply love humanity. Therefore, you should stand with me!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo scoffed and laughed, "Does a demon even deserve to utter such words?"

Swords clashed, and everything around seemed to be sucked in. Bai Mo's sword blank and Beelzebub's demonic sword collided once more, and the intense force shattered everything around them. Beelzebub's sword momentum was gone, and another crack appeared on the blade.

The Bai Mo blade blank landed heavily on Beelzebub's sword like a diving passenger plane, and the sword actually kept consuming the flames on the blade blank during the collision.

Beelzebub remained calm; after so many years, his heart had become as firm as a rock.

"What's wrong with making humanity recognize its own imperfections? The more painful the harm, the more it can awaken the world. If one plague cannot awaken humanity's respect for life, then let it come a second, a third time. What is the difference between imperfect humans and degenerate beasts!"

When swords clash, for "Gluttony," a perfectly full state is actually a weakness; only when one feels hungry and craves food can one fully exert one's authority.

"Is this your justification for indiscriminately slaughtering humans, regardless of good or evil, young or old?"

"The seeds of evil were already buried deep within the soul; it was imperfect from the start, and would ultimately lead to depravity!"

So you became a demon.

Bai Mo completely ignored Beelzebub's reasoning, seeing it all as absurd nonsense. Flames burned, the demonic sword wailed, and the Peerless Demon Blade once again unleashed its ferocious power. In appearance, compared to Beelzebub, Bai Mo seemed more like a demon.

"I don't like listening to high-sounding words; actions speak a thousand times louder than empty words, no matter what ideals you hold or how lofty they may be."

The demonic blade roared, like a monstrous demon from Hell. The demonic sword shattered on the ground after emitting another mournful cry. Bai Mo abandoned the blade and switched to his fists. In an instant, his killing intent completely disappeared, and his fists landed heavily on Beelzebub's chest.

"When you manipulated the plague and slaughtered humanity, in my eyes you were forever a wicked demon."

The force of 250,000 bolts of electricity erupted like a stone falling into water. The power of the Limitless Tremor Zen erupted, and Beelzebub's entire chest collapsed. He struggled to support himself, his face deathly pale.

"So, do you think humanity should just struggle in this endless suffering? In the end, you're nothing more than a god who only obeys God's commands."

Beelzebub shook his head, looking at Bai Mo in front of him, still without any fluctuation, as if his heart was made of iron.

"Heh, God's command, Beelzebub, you've explored thousands of years of human history, yet in the end, you still can't find an answer? If humans were truly created by God, why aren't they imperfect like you angels?"

Beelzebub looked at Bai Mo with an incredulous expression and said, "Do you know the answer? Tell me! I'll give anything for it!"

Bai Mo looked at the ruler of Hell before him, who seemed like a student troubled by philosophical questions. Not only him, but anyone who had suffered greatly and arrived in heaven would probably ask God why He had arranged for them to endure such suffering.

Throughout human history, everything believers have experienced can only be understood from a human perspective, and there is only one answer.

If humans are perfect, then what is the point of having God?

Bai Mo's words struck Beelzebub like a thunderclap; this was merely Bai Mo's personal response.

But considering the suffering throughout human history and the faith in God, Beelzebub could not ignore it. He froze, like a statue, motionless for a long time.

"Heh, hahaha, absurd, truly absurd. Yet, I can't refute such an absurd answer. Is all my wisdom just a hollow bubble? Or is this world simply so absurd?"

Beelzebub laughed loudly, covering his eyes, unable to contain his laughter. When people were hungry, he did not teach them the wisdom of farming; when people were suffering from illness, he did not teach them methods of medicine. The glorious Papacy only taught believers to do one thing: worship God.

A crack seemed to appear in Beelzebub's rock-solid heart, and then his smile vanished, replaced by a pair of weary eyes.

Those involved are often blinded by their own perspective; they are truly blinded by their own perspective.

Metatron frowned and said, "An outsider. He's prepared to fight with all his might. Is the current situation still within your plan? If your plan has spiraled out of control, please follow my advice."

"Shut your mouth, Metatron." Beelzebub's voice was like an iceberg in Antarctica, chilling to the bone. He drew his demonic sword and looked at the world, as if the sky itself was being torn apart and devoured by his power.

"In that case, I will create a world that only allows perfect things to exist. Humanity... must be reborn."

He held the sword to his face; the translucent blade made him appear as a noble angel on one side and a hideous demon on the other. Everything around him seemed to be weeping, and crimson raindrops fell from the sky, as if the heavens were bleeding.

He then turned his gaze to Bai Mo and said, "Outsider... I didn't want to kill you, but now I have no choice. My new world needs you to be its foundation."

"I've said it before, stop trying to whitewash your evil deeds with words that are disgusting." Bai Mo raised his knife, pointing it directly at Beelzebub in front of him.

Those on the ground could barely see what was happening; they only heard the clang of metal clashing, followed by the explosive release of air like a bomb, nearly uprooting all the trees on the mountain. Those who had come to watch clung tightly to rocks and trees, exclaiming, "Wow, why can't I see anything!"

The Eighteen Levels of Hell surrounded Beelzebub, his body like a black hole, sucking everything around him away.

"No, under Beelzebub's authority, he can devour seventy percent of any opponent's power. Unless you are of a higher rank, you have no chance of winning. Outsider, you must carefully consider whether the current situation is still within your plans." Metatron explained while steadying himself.

Bai Mo looked around at everything. The Avici Hell Blade, powered by 250,000 horsepower, could only barely exert about 100,000 horsepower at this moment. Unless one was Mahadeva of the rank of Metatron, facing Beelzebub was truly a feeling of powerlessness and despair.

But Bai Mo didn't care about any of this. Rather, he felt that after being here for so long, he finally had an opponent who could put some pressure on him. A smile appeared on his lips. As their swords clashed, Bai Mo still held the upper hand thanks to his Complete Realm.

The blade transformed into a streak of light, striking Beelzebub directly and piercing him in an instant, severing most of his shoulder. Beelzebub, however, paid no heed, unleashing a torrent of magical power that struck Bai Mo, only managing to slow him down slightly.

At this moment, Bai Mo possessed not only terrifying power, but his physical body was also so formidable that even he himself would find it difficult to defeat it without actively withdrawing his protective power. Therefore, even if Beelzebub could absorb his power, it would not pose any threat.

The Peerless Demon Blade ignited once more, Bai Mo clearly felt that, as his power was being continuously absorbed, his energy flow was actually increasing, like a desert creature evolving a stronger ability to store water. This wonderful feeling gave him a peak experience.

Not only can you experience the clash of power, but you can also feel your own improvement. It's amazing! Beelzebub's swordsmanship is also exquisite. If we didn't keep this guy around, the world might be plunged into chaos. Bai Mo would like to fight him every day.

"Outsider, I must remind you that although you have the upper hand, Beelzebub's authority will never disappear. Although it may displease you, he is already invincible. Continuing to fight like this is not a wise choice. And... judging from your physical condition, do you harbor any desires for demons?"

Metatron spoke up, explaining that in order to avoid being affected by this power, she could only spread her six wings to resist, which indirectly protected the ordinary people around her.

"Indeed, if this continues, someone might die a violent death."

The fact that Beelzebub had withdrawn his offensive made him nervous. Could it be that he had already found a way to defeat him? That was impossible. The number three should not exceed seven; even a three-year-old knows that.

Bai Mo sat in meditation like an old monk, his hands clasped together, showing no sign of killing intent. This peaceful scene, however, made Beelzebub feel as if he were facing a formidable enemy, as the terrifying destructive power of the Limitless Tremor Zen was still fresh in his memory.

Like a predatory Killer Whale, it struck Beelzebub directly. Beelzebub unleashed the Authority of Gluttony, gathering it in his hands, and retaliated with the same attack. There was no terrifying roar that shook the heavens and earth, and not a single ounce of power was leaked out. Beelzebub breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems this is your strongest move. In that case, your defeat is inevitable."

"Is that so? Then have you completely digested my power?" Bai Mo remained Mount Tai, while Beelzebub's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Oh no! The magnetic energy within Beelzebub's body is like a flock of sheep that has chosen a leader, resonating with the power Bai Mo just unleashed. Limitless Tremor Zen was merely a means to inject this power; the real killing move is only now appearing!

Two forces formed a yin-yang Ryougi within Beelzebub's body, rotating around each other like a vortex. This vortex drew in Beelzebub's undigested magical power, even that wasn't part of the Magnetic Field Power, and continuously gathered it at the head of the yin-yang fish. Under Bai Mo's Complete Realm control, it was about to unleash even greater power!

Two yin-yang-like forces intersected, and in an instant, the Magnetic Field Power of only 250,000 horsepower unleashed a terrifying destructive force far exceeding that number. The power was extremely concentrated, Beelzebub was like a piece of white paper cut in half by scissors, split in two at the waist and slowly dissipating.

This new move is the result of continuous training, combined with inspiration from the battle with Diarmuid.

The outcome was already decided; Beelzebub's eyes held no resentment at defeat, only regret.

"In the end, it was still a matter of insufficient strength. This is your victory, but only this time, outsider."

Bai Mo watched Beelzebub dissipate, as if speaking to a classmate at an afternoon tea gathering, and said, "Give up your insistence. That's why I said you never understood your own position from the beginning."

Beelzebub's expression froze for a moment, Bai Mo twisted his body again to gather strength, like a Killer Whale poised to pounce in the deep sea.

"Possessing power surpassing that of humans, yet only concerned with satisfying their own desires, in the end, they are all a bunch of evildoers who commit crimes under the guise of righteousness." With the force of collapsing mountains and shattering seas, the terrifying and overwhelming power of the Orca Tyrant Fist was fully revealed.

"If you want to be a human being, use your power to reward good and punish evil; and if you consider yourself a god..."

The Orca Tyrant Fist struck with overwhelming force, shattering his body completely.

"We should distance ourselves from people and not interfere in their fate."

The overwhelming force of the punch completely destroyed Beelzebub's physical body in the mortal realm, and the demon vanished from this world.