"There is no need for you to be so enraged with those people, God-King of Hell. After all, those mortals gave up their life in exchange for the opportunity to blow you up. What is the harm of getting a stain on the gates of hell?"
The God-king of Cthulhu taunted the God-king of Hell by shaking a handful of his tentacles.
The God-King of Hell snorted coldly. "That's easy for you to say. Why don't you let that type of bomb explode once if you have the capability?"
"Let us give it a shot. I am not going to be like someone who gets agitated after getting blasted once."
