I'm really a serious wizard.

"Oh~ Death Lord above, this is so exciting."

“Living person, your skin is whiter than my bones.”

"Wait, what is that?!"

With a panicked cry, Ron, who had turned his back and dared not face anything, heard only the sound of metal being corroded.

Then came a series of extremely pitiful howls.

"Wait, no, get away from me!"

The blessings bestowed by the monarch of death are clearly beyond the capacity of ordinary people to bear.

Even a skull that can be considered a brother to the God of Destruction cannot withstand this level of terrifying power.

“Lord Ron, I’m all ready. You can interrogate this guy as you please.”

It's clear that both Emerald City and Eternal Night are sexually repressed; your level of perversion is truly unique.
The blond boy rubbed his face, stiffly turned his head, and was suddenly struck by the sight of the tall skeleton, which was covered in a grayish-white, dilapidated color.

It looked as if it would shatter into a pile of bone fragments with the slightest touch.

Yulia, her face flushed, reluctantly lowered her skirt and looked at Ron with a smile, as if waiting for his praise.

"Lord Ron, what do you want to ask?"

The blond boy stepped forward casually and threatened in the hoarse voice characteristic of the God of Destruction:

"Where is the god of fate? Tell us everything you know, or else..."

Ron pointed a finger and instantly transformed the withered skeleton into a little girl with golden hair.

"Otherwise, I might tell the dozen or so guys in line behind me that you're my new wife."

So vicious!
The golden-haired little girl, limp and powerless on the ground, paled drastically and screamed in terror:
"You're not Chaos?!"

He knew perfectly well the skills of the dozen or so brothers queuing behind him.
If they knew he had become like this, they would probably have to order their men to line up for three days and three nights.

"I don't like it when others interrupt when I ask questions. Be honest and confess, and you will be treated leniently if you confess and severely if you resist."

"No, no, I'll talk, I'll talk!"

"My name is Amphion, the god of the dead."

The little girl with blond hair chattered, glanced at Yulia in fear, and then continued:
"The God of Fate is the embodiment of the Lord of Death, the ferryman of the River Styx, and has the divine duty of guiding all life toward death."

Isn't that obvious? You don't even know as much as Julia's old father.
Thinking of this, Ron didn't hesitate and went up to kick him.

boom--

The little girl with golden hair was immediately kicked face-first into the mud, and hurriedly said in a panic:
"Wait, the god of fate can foresee the future, and also surprise people."

"Ho ho."

Suddenly, Amphion grabbed his own throat, staring wide-eyed at Ron, his eyes filled with disbelief.

His legs thrashed about on the ground, leaving trails like those of an ordinary person about to suffocate.

Oh no, there's a problem!

Ron sensed something was wrong. To Amphion's delighted surprise, his palm erupted with blue light, transforming him back into his original skeletal form.

However, in the next moment, he lost his footing, and the divine power of "destruction" that he had not fully controlled surged wildly within his body.
With a flick of the wrist, a "destruction" capable of turning anything to ashes emerges.
[Proficiency +4000]

As the panel notification appeared in his field of vision, a hint of surprise flashed in Ron's azure eyes.

A divine aura, like a ghostly blue flame, rose from within the skeleton and hovered silently before him.

At this moment.

Even if Ron was slow to realize it, he eventually understood the problem.

He swore that it was absolutely not intentional!
He was silenced for revealing just a few details, and in such a way.
Ron's gaze turned serious as he recalled Amphion's description.

It can foresee the future, and it seems it can truly create misfortune, causing a demigod to die in such a ridiculous way.
If that's the case, then has the so-called God of Fate already discovered that I have ill intentions towards Him?
As he pondered to himself, he suddenly heard Julia's voice coming from beside him.

"Lord Ron, let's get going!"

"Aren't you afraid?" The blond boy's eyes swept over them.

You should know that just based on the description of Amphion, the "God of the Dead," there are more than a dozen other brothers in line.

As an ordinary person blessed by death, one shouldn't...
"Oh, you mean this?" Yulia chuckled, rubbing her hands together. "Let's have some fun first!"

You're a bit too sexually repressed. Aren't your dad's death row inmates enough to satisfy you?

Ron's lips twitched, and he waved his hand, saying:

"In that case, let's move on."

He was determined to become a god.

According to Helioper's theory of deification, the original path to godhood did not allow for the birth of a second god.

However, fabricating and haphazardly combining divine attributes can lead to conflicting traits, thus preventing the transformation of one's own power into divine power.

But Ron, for example, embodies many aspects of divinity that are mostly grounded in reality.

Infinity is the dominant color, encompassing all impossibilities.

The remaining "mass" governs matter, while "speed" further accelerates the movement of matter, providing a detailed supplement.

And the concepts of "creation" and "destruction" that are newly contained need no further explanation; they are mutually opposed, yet they also encompass each other under the influence of infinite forces.

As for the last one, Ron had a premonition that "fate" seemed to be perfectly aligned with him.

It was a yearning for completeness.

As the two were walking, they suddenly heard a dog barking in the distance.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Amidst a rough howl, a three-headed giant dog, its body flowing with lava, blocked Ron's path.

"Hey, Chaos, your new wife looks so juicy, let me have a taste."

"I want to fuck her!"

Are all the dogs of this Eternal Night Evil Land so sexually repressed?

Ron's lips twitched.

Although he has a certain degree of abnormality, he simply cannot accept human lifespan.

They should immediately reveal their strength and take action.

In his view, since one had already been killed, and the "God of Fate" sounded very sensitive to danger, he might as well go all the way.

"Wait a moment, Lord Ron, leave it to me!"

Suddenly, the blond boy felt his sleeve being tugged from behind.

His lips twitched, and he could only sigh inwardly:

'Your Emerald City is even more sexually repressive than the Eternal Night Badlands!'

Thinking of this, Ron was like that incompetent husband, turning his back and unable to look at what was about to happen.

"I am Hellboy, you living people smell so good."

"Wait, what is that?!"

"No, don't come any closer, waaaaah!"

A painful whimper suddenly broke the silence of the eternal night, followed by Yulia's slightly satisfied hum.

“Lord Ron, you may turn around now.”

As the sexually repressed half-elf lowered her half-concealed skirt, Ron's gaze sharpened as he turned his head.

The three-headed hellhound, its body flowing with lava, lay powerless on the ground, its vanished body turning into a pool of pus and blood that flowed into a winding stream.

However, it is still alive.

Seeing this, Ron took three steps in two, wasting no time, and asked, "I'll ask you, what does the God of Fate look like?"

Upon hearing this, Cerberus reacted instantly and barked wildly:

"Who are you? You are not Chaos!"

"I will not betray the Lord of Death, and I will not say anything. Forget about it!"

"Shut up! Lord Ron is asking you a question, so just tell me the truth!"

"If you don't confess honestly, I'll turn you into a simp and make you ooze boils from your mouth."

Before Ron could offer any promises or threats, Julia kicked him.

?

Sister, were you blessed by death or by AIDS?
Ron's eyelids twitched, and he kicked Cerberus as well. "No, keep her away from me, I'll talk, I'll tell you everything!"

Hellboy roared in terror, then said, his body trembling:

"The god of fate is the embodiment of the monarch of death; He... He is extremely handsome."

"However, anyone who mentions Him will eventually die a violent death, and no one wants to discuss Him."

"I didn't say anything! I didn't say anything!"

Does it sound like a female figure?
Keeping this in mind, Ron asked again:

"Where is the god of fate? Where can I find Him?"

Upon hearing this, the three-headed hellhound, who had collapsed to the ground, burst into tears.

"He's here, He's here. Brother, I'll be your dog, just let me go."

"You'll die if you tell!"

Seeing this, Ron raised an eyebrow and pointed to Julia standing to the side, saying:

"If you don't confess honestly, you'll still die."

In an instant, Hellboy's whimper got stuck in his throat.

"The god of destiny, the god of destiny is here."

Suddenly, the fiery eyes of the incredibly resilient Cerberus went out instantly.

A sound that seemed to be the screams of thousands of people emerged from its body, flashing with a blood-red divine radiance, and silently hovered in mid-air.

[Proficiency +4000]

?

No, what does this have to do with me? They're not going to be scared to death by my threats, are they?
Moreover, each time, he died suddenly at a crucial moment.

Ron was stunned for a moment, then suddenly felt Yulia pat his shoulder.

"Sir, shall we continue forward?"

"According to the map my father gave me, the city of the dead is just ahead, which is very dangerous."

Upon hearing this, Ron curled his lip.

"Okay, let's go then. Be careful to protect yourselves."

The two remained silent the entire way, making the already eerie and terrifying Eternal Night Land even darker.

Fortunately, no more demigods appeared on the road ahead, and Ron arrived unimpeded at the fortress built of black bricks.

"Chaos, why are you only coming back now?"

"Everyone's waiting for you to bring back a living person!"

crunch--

As the heavy city gates opened, buildings covered with scalp, hair, and flesh appeared before his eyes.

"Tsk, it's so similar, this guy has absolutely no artistic sense."

As Ron walked along, he looked around and marveled at everything.

“What does it look like?” Julia asked, tilting her head.

Don't you have any idea what it's like?

Rolling his eyes inwardly, Ron, with a serious expression, spent a few minutes arriving at the very center of the entire city of the dead.

Skeletons, zombies, and ghouls crowded the place to the brim.

The countless ghostly figures and vengeful spirits only served to amplify the terror of the place.

Death Knights lined up, surrounding numerous demigods.

These deities, each with a different shape, were all terrifying and extremely ugly, forming a semicircle.

In the center of the semicircle, Ron indeed encountered an old acquaintance.

"Lord City Lord, how could someone with such thick eyebrows and big eyes like you have betrayed us?"

Upon hearing this, the city lord of Emerald City let out a familiar laugh:

"Haha, what can I do? It's your own fault for not wanting to marry my daughter."

"If you're unwilling to marry her, I'll have to resort to force."

At this point, the "Jade City Lord" changed the subject:

"To be honest, I've always looked down on that old pervert Senes and the filthy bitch he married."

"Is it because you look down on them or because you can't beat them?"

Ron raised his hand without any nervousness and asked.

"..."

The "Lord of Emerald City" was momentarily speechless, then coldly snorted:
"So what? I control death and eternal night, and Senes still died in the end, didn't he?"

What does this have to do with you? Didn't the cuckolded god-king kill himself by making his own prophecy?
Seeing the disdainful look on Ron's face.

The Death Monarch's face grew increasingly grim as he continued:
“After Senes died, his spirit wandered aimlessly in Eden.”

"Although He is arrogant and perverse, He is still a formidable opponent."

So, when Senes died, were you the first to notice the problem?
Given the struggle between the two sides for Emerald City, how could it have remained unconquered for seven consecutive years since the Lord of the Divine Court was dead?

If it were me, in seven years, I probably would have already reached the heart of the Divine Court's territory...

Ron suddenly realized that he had been set up.

"That's right, just like you thought..."

The Death Monarch spoke in a sinister tone, as if he could see right through Ron's thoughts.

"You weak insects, how dare you lay your hands on the authority of the gods!"

“I originally intended to unite the gods and annihilate you.”

"However... this might not be a bad thing for me."

"Senes and Timothy united and occupied the center of the world, the richest land."

"And I might just be able to cultivate a god myself, a true god, an immortal god!"

At this point, He pointed to Ron and said:

“Fate is my embodiment, and she had already destined you to come here.”

"I can sense that your union will inevitably produce a powerful deity that has never existed before!"

Upon hearing this, Ron's heart sank slightly.

Highly skilled hunters often disguise themselves as their prey.

According to Helioper's theory, fate was indeed the most indispensable element on his path to godhood.

However, this indispensable thing is not ownerless, nor is it a demigod, but rather the embodiment of a true god.

"This is really a difficult situation..."

After sorting out the whole situation, Ron sighed.

Although he realized something was wrong halfway there, it was already too late.

"No, Lord Ron, this is not difficult at all. As far as I know, you are still a virgin. As long as you unite with me, we can ascend to godhood together."

At that moment, Yulia lifted her skirt and pounced on Ron with great enthusiasm.

The stench of blood and fish assaulted their nostrils, and the blond boy, without hesitation, raised his hand and pushed forward.

Intertwined and interwoven with numerous divine radiances, he created infinite mass.

Speedy!
The black sphere instantly distorted spacetime and crashed into the giant maw of the Yulia Abyss at incredible speed.

Blood splattered, and chunks of flesh flew everywhere.

This black hole, born under extreme physical conditions, is not Fiona's star magic.

The heavy matter, the infinite mass, and the distorted spacetime tore half of Yulia's body apart almost instantly.

In an instant, Ron heard a shrill scream.

"I want you dead! I want to eat you alive!" (End of Chapter)