The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

At the center of the smoke, a pair of scarlet eyes lit up.

The Eagle Master slowly straightened up.

He wore a rugged black and red armor, his exposed muscles covered with eerie black patterns, and the iconic horn on his head exuded a menacing aura.

He swung his ankle and let out a chilling laugh.

"You bunch of trash from the Primordial Heaven, your disgusting skills are truly passed down from generation to generation."

"These kinds of charlatan tricks only fool these hairless monkeys."

Eagle Master suddenly pushed off the ground.

The ground instantly caved in, and his massive body left a trail of afterimages as he appeared in front of the white-robed envoy who had just gotten up.

Without a word, a thick arm stretched out, and the five fingers, like iron clamps, tightly gripped the messenger's neck.

"Cough...you..." The white-robed envoy's face turned bright red, and he struggled desperately, his feet leaving the ground.

His protective divine light, which he was so proud of, was as fragile as paper in front of this monster and was crushed instantly.

too strong!

He was so strong that he had no strength left to resist.

The Eagle Master's forehead veins bulged as he viciously pulled the Divine Messenger in front of him, baring his mouth full of fangs.

"You bastards, you guys know how to play games!"

A wave of heat, accompanied by a strong, fishy stench, sprayed onto the messenger's face.

The divine messenger gripped the eagle master's large hand tightly with both hands, his fingernails snapping from the force, yet he couldn't budge it an inch.

Fear finally showed in his eyes, but he still roared, his voice trembling with fear, "You dare...you can't kill me! I'm Lord Yun's man! If you lay a hand on me, Lord Yun will not let you get away with it!"

Lord Yun?

Upon hearing this title, the Eagle Master laughed instead of getting angry.

The laughter reverberated from his chest, carrying an extreme blend of cruelty and exhilaration.

"So it was that bastard Yun Yu." The killing intent in the Eagle Master's eyes almost materialized. "Yun Yu is here too? Perfect!"

Back in the interdimensional battlefield, Youmingtian suffered quite a bit at the hands of that pretty boy.

They spout platitudes about benevolence and morality, but in reality, they're more ruthless than anyone else.

The Eagle Master gradually increased the pressure in his hands, listening to the cracking sound of the divine messenger's neck bones and enjoying the look of despair on his face.

"Let's settle both old and new scores on Earth this time!"

Eagle Master gradually increased the force in his right hand, and the Divine Envoy rolled his eyes back, his tongue almost sticking out.

It’s over.

I didn't check the almanac before going out today, and I ran right into those mad dogs from the Netherworld.

However, just as the divine messenger thought he was doomed and the Eagle Master was about to twist off his head...

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the side.

"Alpaca!"

The voice was strong and resonant, carrying an intense sense of grief and indignation at having his wife stolen.

The eagle master paused, frowned, and turned his face away.

The six players who had just been thrown into the air had somehow gotten back up.

They carried all sorts of weapons, and their previous "fanatic worship" of the divine messenger had completely vanished, replaced by a ferocious glint in their eyes, as if they wanted to eat human flesh.

The one leading the group was that skinny monkey.

The skinny monkey held a rusty energy rifle, pointing it directly at Eagle Master. His eyes were bloodshot as he yelled, "You ugly freak over there, get your filthy hands off me! Let go of my Divine Envoy!"

The Eagle Master was stunned.

The divine messenger was also stunned. He struggled to open one eye, and a feeling of emotion welled up in his heart.

These natives... actually dared to challenge such a terrifying being for his sake?

Were they truly moved by the light of God?

Immediately afterwards, another fat player next to him also started jumping up and down and cursing.

"Damn it! Where did you come from, you little brat! I've already finished all the tasks, just one last step to confirm, and I'll be able to claim my reward soon!"

The fat man slapped his thigh in distress: "Someone suddenly appears out of nowhere? You bastard, you owe me my reward!"

"Damn it! Cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents!"

The six men were filled with righteous indignation, their spittle practically flying onto the Eagle Master's face.

Eagle Master's mind went blank for two seconds.

Are these hairless monkeys' brains filled with poop?

I was already in a good mood because I didn't just casually crush them.

These scumbags, how dare they point their fingers at him and curse him?

Wait a moment.

What did that skinny monkey call him?

Eagle Master's pupils contracted sharply, and his hand gripping the divine messenger trembled involuntarily.

Ugly, ugly monster?

The aesthetic system of the Netherworld is completely different from that of humans.

They pay attention to the tightness of the muscles, the size of the horns, and the blackness of the scales.

In the Netherworld.

He, the Eagle Master, is a recognized heartthrob!

He's the perfect hunk of countless people's dreams!

Now, I'm being called an ugly monster by a bunch of monkeys from lower planes?

A terrifying black shockwave erupted from the Eagle Master's body, and the surrounding temperature instantly dropped to freezing point.

"What the hell did you call me?" Eagle Master slowly turned around, casually tossing the Divine Envoy aside like trash, his heavy breathing like thunder.

A series of visible angry symbols instantly appeared on his forehead, and his huge knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists.

"Ugly monster?"

Eagle Master trembled with rage, pointing at his face and raising his voice eight octaves: "I'm the most handsome man in the Netherworld! What do you ignorant monkeys who haven't even grown their hair yet know?!"

The six people opposite him all looked at him like he was an idiot.

The skinny monkey spat on the ground, his face full of disdain.

"Even if I don't understand the rules of your Netherworld birds, can't I distinguish between beauty and ugliness?"

The skinny monkey sneered, looking Eagle Master up and down: "Look at your face, it's pockmarked like it was hit by a meteorite, and you even have two fangs on your chin. What are you pretending to be, some kind of unparalleled handsome man?"

"That's right, brother. It's important to know your own limitations. It's not your fault that you're ugly, but it's wrong of you to go out and scare people."

The fat man chimed in, adding fuel to the fire: "Exactly, exactly, look at that divine messenger."

He pointed to the white-robed divine messenger coughing up blood on the ground.

"At least that person has fair skin and is fairly good-looking. And look at you? You've got chicken feathers stuck in your head—what kind of bird are you cosplaying as?"

The divine messenger who miraculously survived: "..."

"That's not what I said. Go find whoever said it. Also, if you kill them, you can't kill me too."

The Eagle Master's eyes turned completely red.

The blood vessels in my forehead were throbbing.

He can tolerate others saying he is weak.

He can tolerate others plotting against him.

But he absolutely cannot tolerate anyone saying that he is not as good-looking as Yuan Zutian and his group of hypocritical sissies!

"With chicken feathers stuck in its head..."

Eagle Master touched the black and red bone spur on his head that represented the commander's authority, and he was furious.

"I'll tear your mouth apart!" Eagle Master roared, his massive feet slamming into the earth.

He didn't even care about the half-dead messenger; his massive body, like a wild beast out of control, charged straight at the six humans.