Let this foolish being personally endure just how terrifying the wrath of the Evil God can be.

Unfortunately, perhaps because of the Lord of Pleasure's descent, even though the Resurrection Technique was sensed, it was unable to freely use its own strength, causing one of the seven chains to be missing, and failing to capture the Second Generation Jie Luo.

This was the second failure.

The inherently irritable Evil God became increasingly furious.

Just then, they learned another piece of news from the mouth of the Lord of Pleasure.

Their daughter, Rose Vesper, had fallen into the hands of Qin Chu.

This so-called daughter held a different significance.

Inheriting the Evil God's bloodline, Rose Vesper possessed a more excellent physique than her mother... Simply put, under suitable conditions, she could spread the Evil God's bloodline more effectively than her mother.

They were equally intolerant of this lowly human, Qin Chu, repeatedly offending and provoking them, these gods.

The dignity of gods cannot be challenged.

The Lord of Pleasure, that fool, couldn't even deal with a mere human.

Still making excuses, claiming that due to the world's rules, the power of gods couldn't be exerted.

Being unable to handle an ant-like human as a god means being useless and a waste, yet still having the audacity to seek their help.

These powerful gods did not hide their ridicule of the Lord of Pleasure.

However, the information brought by the Lord of Pleasure was still important, revealing the position in Demon King City where the traitor is located, and another part of Father God's remains—just as crucial as the heart... the head. The Fate Weaver could not glimpse the future of Qin Chu, a man shrouded in layers of fog, which for the six of them was undoubtedly a terrible omen.

Now, Qin Chu had already obtained the torso, right arm, right leg, and heart. If he were to acquire the head as well, the situation would worsen.

Who would have thought that an insignificant human, whom no one cared about, could push a group of powerful gods to such an extent... Regardless, he must be killed.

This insignificant worm cannot be allowed to continue jumping around in front of them.

But, determining who to send down to support the Lord of Pleasure was a problem.

Because they had to retain enough power to suppress the Holy Light Goddess, only one of the six Evil Gods could be spared.

Having recently clashed with the Holy Light Goddess, their powers had yet to recover. The mutual wariness among the Evil Gods was intense, and none of them wanted to go and accompany the Lord of Pleasure in such circumstances, knowing that with his insidious and greedy nature, no one could predict what might happen. Thе аuthеntiс vеrsiоn is оn М|V|LЕМРY_R.

For a moment, the Void fell into silence, not a sound was heard.

The exchange of consciousnesses seemed to completely shut down at this moment.

Yet this silence did not last long, and seeing that none of the others had intentions to assist the Lord of Pleasure, the tall figure on the White Bone Throne suddenly stood up.

The God of Blood, Darkness, and Death!

The most explosive-tempered, most bloodthirsty, and most aggressive among the many Evil Gods.

Huge and scarlet eyes did not hide their disdain and mockery for his companions, and beneath the Cow Horn Battle Helmet, his scarlet lips parted, revealing sharp teeth inside. Like thunder, his voice echoed in the starry sky:

"I'll go!"