Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 469 Slap someone in the face when you hit them, expose their weaknesses when you insult them.

The air in the underworld froze at the sudden laughter of the Lord of Storms.

Aurelius's laughter was like a bolt of lightning that cleaved through the dark clouds, creating ripples across the long table.

The expressions of the gods instantly became a fascinating spectacle—distorted faces emerged from the radiance of the eternal sun, the bronze book of the god of knowledge and wisdom kept turning, and the skirt of the primordial witch Chik suddenly transformed into thousands of writhing venomous snakes.

"what are you laughing at?"

On the other side of the Starry Table, the voice of the Primordial Witch, Chik, was sweet as honey, yet as slippery as a snake.

The pages of the "Ring of Destiny" in His hands were burning, and they stopped at the chapter that recorded His emotional entanglement with the Blood Emperor Arista Tudor, and His eventual voluntary fusion with Lumian, His final fall, and His spiritual will being stitched together with the Blood Emperor Arista Tudor and Lumian Lee, becoming a part of the latter.

Originally, such absolute secrets as her origins, her roots, the uniqueness of her authority, her connection with the "Primordial Creator," and her passionate and torturous love affair with the Blood Emperor Arista Tudor—secrets she could never utter or let anyone else see even a trace of—were now revealed to all the gods present without any hindrance.

One can only imagine the tumultuous state of the primordial witch's spirituality and divinity at this moment, facing the subtle, hidden gazes of the gods present, who could even deeply sense the information contained within them!

The words twisted and deformed in the flames, just like His love, which was always so fiery and extreme, twisted and deadly!

It can only be said that if it weren't for Wang Li's cup of hellish tea that directly washed away the "madness" in Qi Ke's body, the gods present would have personally experienced what it means to have the "female body of the primordial creator"!
Facing this source of all calamities, the symbol of destruction and apocalypse, the witch who wields chaos, the female form of the primordial creator, the original creator of the mirror world, the lightning surrounding the Lord of Storms remains as volatile as ever.

"It just suddenly occurred to me," His gaze swept over the other deities at the long table, "that compared to your magnificent 'performances,' my brute strength, who can only thunder, seems rather pathetic."

The grumpy guy seemed to carefully consider his words: "...Normal?"

The underworld and hell were frozen in time.

"Ha~ An all-knowing and all-powerful tyrant? No, just a nearsighted man who chops people up whenever he hears his name called, but can't even kill a single one." Beside Him, the eternally radiant Sun, forever enveloped in brilliant sunlight, retorted in a sarcastic tone.

Aurelius's expression froze instantly, and he said angrily, "That's still better than you, a traitor who sells hooks to extraterrestrial gods!"

"boom!"

The radiance of the eternal sun suddenly exploded, and countless spots of light formed in the sky above the underworld, as if an eternally blazing sun had risen above this corner of the underworld.

“I already told you, it was the primordial God who revived within me. I only cooperated with the fallen Mother Goddess unconsciously. After regaining consciousness, I even willingly allowed myself to be killed by the Goddess of Night… Aurelius, you brute!”

Aurelius was equally unyielding. Thunder roared, storm raged, and the wind and thunder exploded, forming a trident that he held in his hand.

"Come on, let's come out and fight! Whoever chickens out is a traitor who sold the hook!"

The blazing sun was suddenly suspended in mid-air, unable to advance or retreat.

"Ahem." Russell suddenly tapped the table with his knuckles, his voice carrying a teasing tone unique to Earthlings, "Garlic sauce, garlic sauce... Everyone has their own difficulties, don't let others laugh at us."

"Amanisis, say something! You, who will be the Eternal Darkness, the Singularity of All Things, and the Unifier of Time and Space, must be prepared for this!"

The Black Emperor Rosell, dressed in tattered clothes like a beggar, looked across the long table at Amanisis, who had been silent ever since she started reading. His delicate mustache twitched incessantly. To be honest, if the two books hadn't fallen from the table, he wouldn't have known that the mighty Goddess of the Night was actually from his hometown!

But this fellow villager watched herself fall into the pit without asking any questions, perfectly embodying the image of a goddess who has "secretly" traversed five eras!

In comparison, my other fellow villager is much cuter.

"Well, this fellow countryman's cuteness only lasted until the first book, Lord of Mysteries. In the second book, The Ring of Destiny, this fellow countryman was really a scoundrel..." Huang Tao smacked his lips, touched his mustache with his right hand, and looked at Klein, who was sitting to the left of that big shot and was now lost in thought. He felt compelled to speak.

"Also, there's Huang Beibei's matter... Her relationship with the Hidden Sage can't be delayed any longer."

Although his daughter Bernadette is now a Sequence 2 angel of the "Hidden Sage" pathway, the uniqueness of Sequence 0 of the Hidden Sage pathway has been activated out of control, transforming her into the current "Hidden Sage".

The connection between Bernadette and the Hidden Sage is so strong that it can only be severed by skipping a certain path.

The adjacent pathways to the "secret seeker" pathway...

Looking at the God of Steam and Machinery diagonally opposite him, Roselle felt even more troubled.

The relationship between myself and this master of steam and machinery, well, to use a more Eastern phrase, is—"it's all cause and effect, a karmic entanglement!"

I can't possibly give my eldest daughter to Him after giving away my youngest son, can I?

Meanwhile, Roselle's suggestion plunged the long table into an eerie silence. Oledro and the Eternal Sun Ocycus then remembered that there was a future Old One beside them, so they put away their restless divinity and instantly became a pair of loving brothers again.

The veil of the goddess of the night rippled slightly, showing no intention of paying any attention to her fellow villager, who had a long and tumultuous past.

Why didn't I contact you in the first place? Can't you think more about the reasons on your own?
Given your extravagant and decadent lifestyle back then, would they dare to appear before you?
and……

Amanisis glanced sideways at her tablemate and slowly said, "Disgusting!"

Who would write a diary if they were serious?

Who can write their innermost thoughts in a diary?

What's written down can't be considered a true reflection of one's heart!
But this guy just blatantly wrote down all his dark history in his diary.

Now it's all exposed, openly revealed before all the gods, isn't that "despicable"?

Only Huang Russell Tao, who is naturally thick-skinned and has become a true Black Emperor, is at the height of his success. Otherwise, he would be humiliated and have been reduced to a mere shadow of his former self!
"Hey, hey, hey!" Upon hearing this, Roselle leaned back abruptly, almost falling off his chair. "Don't hit someone in the face, don't insult someone by revealing their weaknesses! My friend, you've gone too far!"

"Haha~"

(End of this chapter)