Shendu: “The gap between you and him will only grow wider!”
Shendu: “Oldest Godslayer—why do you think the chat group gave you that title?”
Shendu: “Is it praise? Then why not call you the Strongest Godslayer? Or the Godslayer with the most Authorities?”
Shendu: “It just means that among all Godslayers, the only thing you have to show for yourself is your age!”
Shendu: “Other than having lived a long time, what else have you got? What are you even good for?”
As Shendu’s words fell, the entire chat group fell silent. Everyone watched in astonishment as Shendu went on a rampage in the chat.
These words must have really stung for Marquis Voban, right?
Even Bai Xuan hadn’t expected Shendu to have such sharp-tongued remarks.
He’d completely gone off the rails…
However, Shendu wasn’t done yet.
Shendu: “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue? Can’t argue back?”
Shendu: “After all, this is the truth.”
Shendu: “Given your past conflicts with Luo Hao, I’m sure you’ve already used the virtual battle function, haven’t you?”
Shendu: “Did you win? If you had won, you would’ve bragged about it in the chat long ago. But clearly, that’s not the case. Whenever Luo Hao speaks, you don’t even bother refuting her—you just stay silent.”
Shendu: “You have so many Authorities, yet your strength isn’t even the greatest.”
Shendu: “Those Authorities are wasted on you—like pearls cast before swine!”
Just Ordinary Group Leader: “He’s gone berserk! Shendu has completely lost it!”
Lighthouse Richest Man: “First time I’ve seen Shendu so talkative. This is just pure psychological warfare!”
Himouto Umaru: “This feels like it’s going to cause trouble… but why am I so excited?”
Boil Daigo Into Soup: “You’re not the only one looking forward to it.”
Lin Fengjiao: “I kind of want to mediate, but I feel like this is beyond my ability to intervene.”
Holy Guard Left Wing: “Just fight it out.”
Angel Yan said enthusiastically.
The Worst Evil Spirit: “Is that really appropriate for an angel to say?”
Holy Guard Left Wing: “They’re all from other universes anyway. Angels don’t have jurisdiction over that.”
Himouto Umaru: “@Martial King, did Voban really lose?”
Umaru asked curiously, addressing Luo Hao.
Since the memory copy didn’t show them fighting, she wasn’t sure.
Martial King: “Just a defeated foe. There’s a limit to how strong a Godslayer can become. Past that point, having more Authorities just means more tools for combat.”
Martial King: “Like he said, the so-called ‘Oldest Godslayer’ is nothing more than a matter of age. As for being the strongest—he’s not qualified for that.”
Oldest Godslayer: “Luo Hao, you’re not that much younger than me, you know.”
Martial King: “Hm?”
A chill flashed in Luo Hao’s eyes. She could talk about age when it came to Voban, but he had no right to bring it up with her.
Oldest Godslayer: “Hmph.”
Oldest Godslayer: “@Shendu, virtual battle arena. One round.”
Oldest Godslayer: “I’ve slain many gods. Let’s see if your strength as a demon is even half as sharp as your tongue.”
Shendu: “Heh, I’m definitely stronger than you!”
Shendu: “I hope you, as a Godslayer, actually live up to that title.”
Shendu: “Calling gods from such a weak world ‘gods’—what a joke.”
With that, the two of them immediately spent points to activate the virtual battle function and jumped straight into the arena.
Himouto Umaru: “I really want to watch, but too bad there’s no livestream.”
Railgun: “Tell me about it.”
Just Ordinary Group Leader: “This chat group is still as lame as ever.”
Lighthouse Richest Man: “Aren’t you afraid of getting muted again for saying that?”
Just Ordinary Group Leader: “It’s not like it’s the first time anyway.”
Just Ordinary Group Leader: “Who cares.”
Uchiha Dancing King: “…”
Time in the virtual battle function flows differently from reality. No matter how long the two fought, in the real world, only about a minute would pass at most.
So, very quickly, the chat group members heard Shendu’s smug voice.
Shendu: “The Fire of Karmic Judgment? Crimson Lotus Purgatory Fire?”
Shendu: “You dare call that puny flame of yours the Crimson Lotus Purgatory Fire? I’m the Demon of Fire! You really thought you could burn me with that—”
Shendu: “You’re pretty good at summoning wind and rain, but so what? What’s a little lightning going to do?”
Shendu: “And that saltification ability—heh, I admit it’s decent, but it’s completely useless against me.”
Oldest Godslayer: “Heh, Demon of Fire, you say? How impressive is your flame, really?”
Oldest Godslayer: “If it weren’t for the Dog Talisman’s immortality and the Horse Talisman’s healing, do you think you could withstand my Authorities?”
Shendu: “How naive. The Dog and Horse Talismans are part of my power to begin with.”
Shendu: “Why don’t you go ahead and say that your Authorities all belong to the gods you stole them from?”
Shendu: “Be grateful that your Godslayer constitution gives you some resistance to my Monkey Talisman. Otherwise, I’d turn you into a pig on the spot and kill you!”
Oldest Godslayer: “Hmph! Next time, I will kill you!”
In the Godslayer world.
Marquis Voban stared at Shendu’s messages in the chat group, his expression dark.
He had indeed lost his battle against Shendu.
With the Dog and Horse Talismans in play, no matter what ability Voban used, it was completely ineffective against him.
In terms of raw power, Shendu’s demonic physique was already formidable—strong enough to overpower Jackie Chan when he wielded the Ox Talisman. Combined with the Ox Talisman itself, Shendu was even stronger than Voban. His speed was also incredible, with no apparent weaknesses.
And then there was the Monkey Talisman. At that thought, a flicker of wariness crossed Marquis Voban’s eyes.
Even though a Godslayer’s resistance to curses was on par with that of a god, he could still feel his body nearly giving in. In the end, it wasn’t just his Godslayer constitution resisting that power—his Authorities had to join in as well.
He hadn’t expected that the Talisman of transformation—the one that seemed the most harmless among all the twelve—could have such terrifying effects.
If used against someone with weaker resistance, it could almost instantly turn them into a powerless animal. Even if they retained their mind and intelligence, without power, what good would their intellect be?
And yet, with all this power, Shendu had still been defeated by those people so many times!
And then there was that mockery.
“Oldest Godslayer.” Was all that “oldest” meant was just being older?
Shendu. Luo Hao. Kusanagi Godou.
He would settle each and every one of these scores!
Marquis Voban’s gaze grew colder, and the aura around him became increasingly violent. The objects around him began to tremble, the sky above roared with howling winds, and bolts of lightning crackled across the heavens.
In the ancient castle, Voban’s subordinates looked upon this scene with sheer terror in their hearts.
“Something’s wrong—the Demon King is furious!”
“Damn it! Who angered Lord Voban?”
“I hope Lord Voban doesn’t take his anger out on us… Otherwise, we’re definitely going to die!”
