"Hahaha, what you said is really to my taste!" Marcus laughed heartily.
"That's right! Who's to judge if someone is evil or not? In this world, only strength matters. If you are weaker, you are deemed evil, while the stronger one is righteous!"
"We merely seek order, and your junior here seems to be the harbinger of chaos,"
"This only proves that he is strong! Being the harbinger of chaos is a badge of honor for the powerful!" Marcus countered with a smirk.
"It seems so…"
With Marcus backing him, the Seven Absolutes had nothing to refute.
This world was indeed ruled by strength.
The Seven Absolutes had the authority to judge, to set the rules and boundaries of righteousness and evil solely because they were stronger.
Looking at Marcus, the Seven Absolutes found themselves at a loss for words.
This man was the one who truly embodied chaos.
