Sisca attacked Agula, turning the party upside down.
During this time, Xu Nian surveyed the entire gathering and felt sorrow for these people born under divine authority.
These boys and girls are not human beings here, but toys for people to have fun with.
Someone was tied to a large rotating platform and had been shot with several arrows.
Someone is locked in a small cage and fights with another person in the same cage. Only the winner can leave the cage.
Someone was dancing on a red-hot stage, and even though their feet were charred from dancing, they still had a strange smile on their face.
Several people were playing a game at a round table, and the loser died on the spot.
Too many bloody and violent entertainment games made Xu Nian witness the present day distorted by divine authority.
Sisca beat Agula half to death before stopping.
When he got to Xu Nian's side, he noticed that her face was pale, but her eyes were staring straight at the entire party hall.
Xiska raised her hand to cover her eyes and said, "Niannian, if you feel uncomfortable looking at it, don't look."
"Sisca, I want to go back to the temple." Xu Nian gently bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, her face full of reluctance.
"Don't be afraid, we'll go back now." Xiska rubbed Xu Nian's head, put her arm around her waist, and disappeared into the party hall.
I witnessed them appear suddenly, and then I witnessed them leave suddenly.
Inside the hall, the gods dared not speak out against Sisca's arrogant behavior.
The main reason I didn't want to mess with Sisca was because he was belligerent and would fight to the death if we got into a fight.
Which of the gods present didn't live longer than Sisca? They all valued their lives.
Agula got up from the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with a sinister expression.
He and Xisca were sworn enemies.
He vowed that he would avenge this humiliation tenfold.
The gathering was ruined, and the gods lost their will to play.
Each of them, along with their surviving attendants, bid farewell and returned to their respective temples.
Agula found the woman who was still alive and killed her with a single blow.
Those who are controlled by his desires will not live long.
Taking him back would be a waste of time; it's better to let her add one last bit of fun for him.
If it weren't for this woman holding him back, he wouldn't have been beaten so badly by Siska, so she deserves to die.
Agula returned to his temple with a dark face, and the attendants all lowered their heads and trembled when they saw him.
His timid and cowardly demeanor aroused absolutely no interest in him.
Back at his residence, Agula was using his divine power to heal his injuries.
A dark figure appeared in his room, holding a black curved knife.
The jet-black scimitar had no light whatsoever; it seemed to blend into the darkness, which became its best camouflage.
So when the black scimitar pierced Agula's chest, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
He gripped the arm of the man with the curved sword tightly and demanded sharply, "Who are you? Why are you trying to kill me?"
The shadowy figure didn't make a sound, but instead flicked its wrist, twisting the dagger and viciously ripping it into Agula's chest.
Instantly, Agula was writhing in agony.
He tried to shake off the shadow and escape, but found that his temple was being corrupted by darkness, and he had nowhere to run.
In a flash, Agula realized the other party's identity.
"You're the madman from fifty years ago. I never imagined that an ant you could crush with a flick of your wrist back then would become this powerful now." Agula laughed maniacally, but after a moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.
What makes a god a god is not only his tenacious vitality, but also his astonishing speed of recovery.
The shadowy figure wasn't in a hurry to kill Agula; instead, it began to torture him little by little.
He cut off a piece of his flesh and stuffed it into his mouth.
Every time he was given a piece of meat, he would stab it harder.
Agula, who was already half-dead from being beaten by Sisca, really wanted to die in his current situation.
But this madman was determined not to let him die comfortably, and tortured him relentlessly while using his divine power to heal his injuries.
"Agula, you should be glad she doesn't like killing." The cold voice made Agula's eyes widen. Before he could speak, he was killed instantly by the black scimitar.
Agula's body was arranged in a gesture of pleading for forgiveness; his divinity was removed, the darkness faded, leaving only a scene of blood and violence.
Just as Xu Nian was being kissed by Xiska and was crying, she heard a huge bell ringing.
Sisca, who had been pressing down on her and kissing her, looked up, his eyes filled with intense desire. His Adam's apple bobbed as he wrapped Xu Nian completely in the blankets.
He dared not touch him, and kissing him alone could not satisfy his desire; he was being tormented to the point of madness.
"Sisca, what was that bell ringing just now?" Xu Nian calmed herself down and changed the subject.
“It must be the death of a god; this is the sound of a death knell,” Sisca said, his eyes dark.
"Who died?" Xu Nian didn't care which god died; to her, the death of any god was good news.
“It’s probably Agura. He’s the most hated. He usually treats his servants like toys. I beat him half to death, and then his own servant betrayed him and killed him. Anything is possible.” Xiska had a meaningful smile on his face, which made Xu Nian glance at him several times.
She had a feeling that Sisca was a little different now, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"Sisca, are we going to his funeral?" Xu Nian really wanted to go, so that she would have a chance to find the god and get rid of Sisca's entanglement for a while.
“Of course we’ll go. After all, we’re all gods, so we have to give them this much face.” Xiska was very curious to see what the other gods’ expressions would be when they learned the cause of Agura’s death.
However, to Sisca's disappointment, when he brought Xu Nian to Agula's temple, he was met with unanimous condemnation from the gods.
"Siska, you killed Agura, you killed a god, a god slaughtering another god, what is your crime?"
“Sisca, even if you dislike Agura’s ways, there’s no need to kill him. Those who slaughter gods are unforgivable.”
"Siska, you owe everyone an explanation. Agula cannot have died in vain."
Facing the gods' condemnation, Siska, carrying Xu Nian, sat directly on the main seat of the temple, his sharp eyes sweeping over all the gods present. "Have you all decided? Is it a group of you taking on me one-on-one, or me taking on all of you one-on-one?"
Arrogant, absolutely arrogant.
He even challenged all the gods present to a one-on-one fight, showing he didn't take them seriously at all.
Xu Nian watched the farce escalate, and saw how the so-called god was so easily swayed by Xiska's few words, and she found it all quite strange.
Gods are no different from ordinary people after all!
They can be angry, playful, have desires, and be selfish!
Are they really gods?
Are you sure they're not a bunch of non-humans amplifying their desires?
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