Because of her foolish strategy, trying to forcefully devour Him in one gulp, the situation had flipped, with Him now holding the upper hand.
"Ah, women, the most untrustworthy creatures in this world are those filthy men." As the Creation Demon's face twisted with a poisonous scowl at the subject, He sneered, "In the end, the only power you can truly rely on is your own strength."
"This world will forever be one where the strong prey on the weak."
Glaring at the weakened and fragile Ivyst, the Creation Demon was tempted to kill her outright.
Not only had He failed to consume the three hundred thousand living sacrifices necessary to restore His power, but that idiot Askin had prematurely awoken Him, dragging things to the bleakest of outcomes.
Thus, He needed to deal with this foolishly powerful woman first.
And demons, after all, excel at leveraging sinister and cunning methods to tempt humans into damnation.
"Let's make a deal."
