"Although the losses are greater than expected, capturing you makes any cost worthwhile." The judge's aged face carried a faint smile, but it turned Lucien's face completely dark.
He was a deity, and even among the pantheon, he was considered quite powerful. He was only a small step away from perfecting his own rules.
Yet now, he found himself bullied by a group of youngsters who hadn't even fully solidified their own rules. If Lucien's previous success could be attributed to his unexpected actions and a bit of luck, now facing the judge's true form, Lucien truly felt the frustration of a mighty tiger being bullied by a dog.
"Good, very good," Lucien's voice was cold, his lips curling into a cruel arc.
He was already furious and terrified because his real body was trapped; facing a challenge from a minor who wasn't even a deity, his eyes nearly solidified from coldness.
