"Even though you're trying your best to downplay and forget that figure, for me, for me who wants to have everything from you... he's too obvious!"

The young war god raised his head, and between his heroic brows seemed to be thunderbolts and the rising sun.

“I have doubted many gods, and I have investigated them one by one over the past tens of thousands of years. But I have counted all three thousand three hundred realms and have never found anything unusual among the other gods. Who is he? Does he... even exist?”

The spirit finally spoke, asking softly, "Do you know Lissil?"

"That beautiful goddess who was imprisoned on the Mountain of Bones for disrespecting the Father?" Reinhard retorted, then added, "Your predecessor?"

Bone Mountain, whose full name is Rotten Bone White Mountain, is an infinitely proliferating skeleton, also known as the sinful bone hyperplasia, and nicknamed A-Bone.

It was once an extremely powerful bone demon, above the level of a main god, which wreaked havoc on all realms in the early days of the establishment of the divine court. In the end, its soul was obliterated by the father god and it perished. The place where it fell is the Bone Mountain.

Although its soul has been completely scattered, its skeletal body remains active, constantly growing new, sharp bone spurs.

It was originally used as an equipment depot for the Protoss, then it was transformed into a training ground for the young Protoss, and now it has been transformed again into an execution ground.

The specific method involves binding a malevolent god burdened with great sins to a designated position, with the proliferating sharp bones piercing his body. The constantly growing white bones and the thorns on them continuously scrape against the flesh inside the god's body, a cruelty that would make even the gods tremble at the mere mention of them.

The kind of torture where bone spurs pierce the body, multiply and thicken inside, and eventually burst the body of a god... no mortal could endure to the very end.

The previous goddess of beauty, Lisl, was imprisoned in the Bone Mountain, suffering the pain of being pierced by thousands of bones for tens of thousands of years.

“She is not disrespectful to the Father God, but rather she has cast a curse on me,” the Oxus said slowly.

Buzz!

Amidst a tremendous roar, the building where the two were located was reduced to ashes. This was due to Reinhard's extreme anger, which caused a slight leakage of his power.

A flash of silver light, and the two teleported to another pavilion. The young war god said coldly, "She deserves to die ten thousand times!"

He truly loved this girl deeply, and even after hearing about events from tens of thousands of years ago, he was still furious.

However, this slight hint of anger in him also revealed some clues that he had previously hidden very well.

After years of getting along, Ao Xuling noticed these details, which made her suspicious.

“Reinhard, you have committed murder again… Moreover, where did you get your spatial divine authority? Which spatial god did you kill?”

“That’s not important.” He shook his head. “I’ll tell you everything later. Now, let’s continue.”

His other hand was behind his back, and slowly, blood began to seep out.

“At the moment I was born, Lisl sensed my potential through her divine authority of beauty. She foresaw that my appearance would far surpass hers in the future, and that I might even usurp that divine authority…”

"She barely managed to rise to the rank of a high god by relying on her divine power of beauty, but once she loses that divine power, she will be worthless!"

"So, while I was still weak after giving birth to the mother goddess and the father god was not present, she held me and, with the power of her divine authority, cast a curse on me."

"That curse will relentlessly drain my 'beauty' day and night, gradually reducing my appearance to ordinariness, even ugliness, until she possesses it again at the crucial moment."

The girl laughed self-deprecatingly: "What pearls of the divine court, what splendor of the myriad realms? Back then, even my own brothers and sisters wouldn't pay me any attention!"

"My father ignored me, and my mother wasn't much better. After all, no one likes to deal with an ugly person, especially since I had little divine power and was the most lowly and unpopular little princess in the divine court at that time..."

Her face was pale and bloodless, yet she was breathtakingly beautiful, like flawless white jade.

"..."

Reinhard embraced her tenderly, gently stroking her head with his large hand, his palm warm but never scorching.

His other hand was clenched into a fist behind his back, and blood trickled down between his fingers.

The blood lessened his guilt: therefore, he was not wrong to do it, it was just an eye for an eye!

Because the blood flowing from his palms—some bright red, some vivid purple, some crimson gold, some azure, some dark black, some dazzlingly colorful…—was not his blood.

"And then?" Reinhard asked softly.