Chapter 931: Chapter 81: When You Face Excessive Demands…_3 Chapter 931: Chapter 81: When You Face Excessive Demands…_3 What kind of monster is this?

Unlike ordinary people, he could clearly see this pitch-black and crimson monster.

A sense of oppression emanated from the monster’s body, involuntarily instilling fear in him.

No!

I will not fear!

I am already a Deity!

I’m no longer that limp-legged man who picked up cow dung!

I will absolutely not fear!

The huge body told itself, but… the trembling began.

Uncontrollable trembling.

The huge body wanted to tell itself not to tremble, but it backfired, shaking even more violently, just like the first time he tried to steal a seemingly vulnerable old lady’s purse and got his legs broken by his master, turning him into a lame man exiled to the livestock shed, he was just as helpless and fearful back then.

But unlike that time, there was a foolish little girl back then for him to deceive.

He exploited that little girl’s sympathy with his pitiful appearance.

And then, he survived.

Next…

He really wanted something to happen with that little girl.

After all, the little girl was very pretty, with her big eyes full of innocence, far unlike those old women he found in the back alleys.

Unfortunately, there was an extremely vigilant boy always by her side, thwarting his successes time and again.

So much so that after all these years, he still remembered that boy who spoiled his plans multiple times.

The other party was tall and handsome, well-dressed, polite to everyone, even the servants, and while he showed respect to the bigwigs, he was neither servile nor overbearing.

Right, the other party was called…

Losa?

Yes!

It was Losa!

The name he detested!

Thus, when he accidentally gained this power, the first thing he did was take that little girl’s life.

To plunge that Losa into agony.

He was extremely delighted at that time.

So much so that the first time he used that level of secret technique, he made a slight mistake and had to fall into a slumber.

But he had prepared for this.

‘They’!

He created ‘They’!

Or rather, he created the Leader of ‘They’!

He took some memories he obtained when he acquired possession of this body, slightly altered and twisted them, and then implanted them into the mind of his carefully chosen pawn; the altered memories and formidable strength made the other party believe unreservedly and obey him.

The other party did quite well.

Not only did he perfectly complete his tasks, but he also made the whole world believe in the ‘Historical Bystanders’.

Do the ‘Historical Bystanders’ exist?

They do exist!

After all, he had created them.

Back then, he couldn’t twist the memories of the ‘elders’ of the Hundred Major Families, but twisting the memories of ordinary people was just too easy.

And this, inadvertently hit the mark.

Leading the ‘elders’ of the Hundred Major Families into a delightful misunderstanding.

It almost made him laugh awake in his sleep.

But why did he ultimately fail?

Just because of Jason before him?

Just because of the mere Jason?

Just because of a mortal?

No!

He refuses to accept that!

Previously, he was an undignified servant, unable to control his own fate.

And now?

God!

He is a God!

He is an omnipotent God!

Tiny Jason, even if he appears before him, what could he do?

Could his puny body possibly penetrate his throat?

Could he possibly have a 40-meter-long sword?

With just an ordinary sword in hand, he could at most scratch his skin!

And then?

If the opponent dares to come closer, he will be trapped by his own ambush.

So, it’s impossible!

Jason could never kill him!

Thinking this, the panicking huge body stood straight.

He calmly lowered his hands, eyes fully closed.

With an extremely indifferent and disdainful tone, he said–
“Come, I am right here… if you dare, pierce through my throat!”