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The days ahead are long, Muria wasn't in a hurry; eternal lifespan represented infinite possibilities. He was powerless against the Evil God now, but in the future, he absolutely had the ability to do so.
Moreover, his bold idea wasn't entirely impossible to achieve—if he could inflict damage on the Desolate Evil God similar to three Throws of the world, with lethality like that, the possibility of slaying the Evil God on the spot was considerable.
Muria truly didn't believe the Desolate Evil God possessed a foundation that could allow it to revive at full strength three consecutive times. If it really had such a foundation, it wouldn't be as weak as it was now.
But Muria had to honestly admit, he was reluctant to swing the world at the Desolate Evil God and smash it down again.
Whether or not the Desolate Evil God would be smashed to death, Muria didn't know, but he did know that the world he had painstakingly controlled would definitely blow apart during the assault.
