Chapter 335: I Didn't, I Don't, How Could I Possibly!

Early morning, in a side hall of Yasaka Shrine.

Su Nian sat before a low table laden with wine and food, pouring and drinking by himself.

Beside him was Kuroka Toujou, who still maintained her black cat form.

At this moment, Kuroka was squatting on the tatami, looking at the floor with a complex expression on her cat face.

"Not planning to return to human form?"

Su Nian swirled his wine cup and glanced at Kuroka as he spoke.

At the mention of this, Kuroka Toujou grew angry; without the slightest hesitation, she leaped onto Su Nian's face and began waving her paws vigorously.

She wanted to change back, but he had to lift the restrictions on her first.

Su Nian pinched the scruff of Kuroka Toujou's neck, watched her flailing paws, and rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Isn't it just that I fixed your form?"

As he spoke, Su Nian directly lifted his restriction on Kuroka Toujou; now she could return to her human form.

It was just that Kuroka Toujou seemed to be angry; after the restriction was lifted, she stubbornly insisted on keeping her cat form instead.

Su Nian smiled helplessly, shook his head, and continued to drink by himself.

At this moment, a series of footsteps approached, and it was a small Yokai leading the guest Su Nian was waiting for to the entrance of the side hall.

"Heavenly Lord Saint, the guest has arrived."

The sliding door was slowly pulled open, and immediately after, Yasaka and, behind her, a middle-aged man wearing a white suit with a cynical smile came into Su Nian's view.

Su Nian waved his hand casually, pointing to the low table in front of him.

"Please, sit."

Azazel's pupils constricted; he stepped forward with a beaming smile and sat cross-legged on the floor in a relaxed manner.

"Then I shall not decline."

"No women to pour the wine, is that alright?"

Su Nian poured himself a cup of wine casually and said.

"Ah, that is truly a pity."

Azazel wore a bored expression as if he had lost the joy of life; his reason for falling from heaven was for beautiful women.

Su Nian shrugged his shoulders and said.

"I don't care for the ordinary ones, and it feels unpleasant to have the ones I do like pouring wine for you, so I didn't arrange for anyone."

"Oh? That is truly an overbearing statement."

Azazel curled the corner of his mouth and said with a frivolous expression.

"I wonder what kind of women the Saint likes?"

Su Nian looked up at him, stretched out his hand, opened his five fingers, and then slowly clenched them into a fist.

"I want them all."

"Hmm, truly overbearing indeed."

Azazel laughed, poured himself a cup of wine, filled it to the brim, picked up the cup to toast Su Nian, and said.

"This cup is to toast our meeting this time, and I also hope we can forget the previous unpleasantness."

After he finished speaking, he downed the cup of wine in one gulp.

Seeing this, Su Nian did not stop him, but just smiled and said.

"Is there any unpleasantness between us?"

"Hmm?"

Having finished his wine, Azazel frowned, understood Su Nian's meaning in the blink of an eye, and revealed a smile.

"Indeed, there is no unpleasantness between us at all."

He thought he could speak more directly now, without needing to probe bit by bit.

Thinking of this, a brilliant smile appeared on Azazel's face.

"I wonder if the Saint knows a piece of news?"

Azazel skillfully used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of shredded braised pig ear, stuffed it into his mouth, and said with a hint of mystery.

"Oh? What news?"

Su Nian put down his wine cup, picked up a peanut, and asked curiously.

"God is dead, died in the ancient great war."

Kuroka Toujou, who had been distracted, was stunned upon hearing this.

What did that mean? What did it mean that God was dead?

Wasn't God right here?

If God was dead, then who was this Saint?

Although she had missed many things yesterday afternoon, Kuroka Toujou was a cat spirit after all, and after asking some cat Yokai, she had filled in the previous intelligence.

She was also regretting her bold assassination attempt.

But right now, she was truly bewildered.

And looking at it this way, it seemed God had been dead for thousands of years.

Su Nian's expression did not change at all; he continued to eat his side dishes quietly.

Azazel's eyes constricted for a moment, and then the frivolity on his face receded significantly, his expression gradually becoming serious.

How did he know? Could it have been leaked?

That shouldn't be possible, right? The news that God had truly died was known only to the high-level officials of their three factions.

"It seems the Saint has known this news for a long time."

Azazel gave a slightly awkward smile, then immediately raised his wine cup.

"I was the one who made a mistake this time; I'll punish myself with a cup, I'll punish myself with a cup."

"It is nothing."

Su Nian looked at Azazel with a beaming smile and waved his hand casually.

Afterwards, after Azazel finished drinking, Su Nian took a sip himself and said.

"But speaking of which, I also have a piece of news here; I wonder if Your Excellency the Governor has heard of it."

Upon hearing this, Azazel looked at Su Nian seriously and shook his head.

"Oh my, Your Eminence the Holy Son, please don't mock me; if you don't say it, how could I have heard this news?"

"That is true; apart from me and God, no one else in this world knows this news."

Su Nian waved his hand casually and stopped keeping him in suspense.

"In about thirty years, a world with several powerhouses far exceeding the Infinite Dragon God will launch an invasion against this world."

"In the future I saw, the opponent likely decapitated Great Red in one strike."

Upon hearing this, the chopsticks in Azazel's hand, which had just picked up some food, lost their grip and fell directly to the ground.

Su Nian did not mind and continued eating his food quietly.

Azazel stared at Su Nian, looking at him intently, and asked very seriously.

"Your Eminence the Holy Son, can you confirm that this news is true?"

"Naturally, otherwise why would I seek out Ophis?"

Su Nian said casually.

Azazel was speechless; he also did not know what he should say.

Could he say that he was originally intending to surrender and hoped Su Nian would succeed God?

But now it seemed that Su Nian might have to take over regardless.

At such a critical moment, the only existence capable of uniting all forces was God.

"Why have you stopped talking? Were you frightened?"

Su Nian smiled, poured himself a cup of wine, and took a gentle sip.

"I admit I was frightened; I only hope now that all of this is just a dream."

Azazel smiled self-deprecatingly.

"This is no dream."

Su Nian took a calm sip of wine and said with a detached look in his eyes.

"This is the bloody reality."

As he spoke, Su Nian directly projected two nearby worlds, as well as a warship sailing toward the DXD World.

He had already casually scouted the world on the opposite side; in Su Nian's view, their technology was truly not bad, especially the several leading Mechanical Evil Gods.

To others, these were Evil Gods, but to Su Nian, this was technology for mass-producing Four-digit Mechanical Gods.

He had already caught a few, from weak to strong, and thrown them to Lan Yu Qiancong for research.

Along the way, he had also asked Shiroyasha to acquire Authorities and Divine Powers related to machinery, so that he could control this group of Mechanical Evil Gods when the time came.

Seeing this, Azazel's pupils could not help but shrink, and he sighed.

"Is there really no way?"

"There is; unite all forces that can be united, and perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope."

Su Nian said very relaxedly.

Upon hearing this, Azazel suddenly realized that this seemed to be an opportunity; he narrowed his eyes and said very seriously.

"So, you want to become God?"

*Cough cough!! *

Su Nian was choked by Azazel and did not react for a moment.

No, he was talking about uniting all forces that could be united; how did it turn into becoming God when it reached him?

Of course, Su Nian understood that the "becoming God" Azazel spoke of referred to becoming the Only God, the God of the Bible.

You bastard, don't go putting me on a pedestal at a time like this; he had no thoughts whatsoever about the Only God.

"I am not, I did not, how could I!"

Su Nian waved his hands anxiously, as if he had been stepped on by a rock.

The Only God—this thing was a massive pit.

The last phantom of the Only God that was summoned was handled by him; how could he not know?

His future was bright; why would he walk the crooked path of the Only God?

Have you not seen that none of the powerhouses in Little Garden walked the path of the Only God?

His own ancestors? Or the great monk? Or perhaps the twin goddesses? Not a single one.

Even the former Zeus had abandoned the Only God and avoided it in fear.

"Do you not understand what it means to unite?"

All he was thinking of was beating them into submission so they would willingly contribute their own power.

He had not the slightest thought of becoming the Only God.

Azazel's expression was strange; wasn't it just replacing God to become God? Why such a big reaction?

He didn't even have this reaction when facing an invasion from another world.

However, Azazel did not care about that anymore; he changed the subject.

"I wonder what your thoughts are on the Fallen Angels?"

"I don't have any thoughts! Except for a very small number, most of them are pure trash, a complete waste of resources; I don't even want them."

Su Nian looked at Azazel with extreme disdain and said.

The increase in members relies solely on Angels falling; except for a very small number of high-level members, they are all of the militant faction.

And the middle-to-lower-level Fallen Angels seduce Church members every day, hoping they will fall or to satisfy their own desires; most of the time, they do not obey their superiors' orders, and insubordination and acting before reporting are endless.

They are even more unbearable than Devils.

Even Algol has never considered this group of crooked melons and split dates of Fallen Angels, let alone Su Nian.

"However, if you are willing to jump ship, I welcome it with both hands; I welcome all researchers here!"

Azazel's level of attainment in Artifacts is quite decent, only falling short of Ajuka among the Devils; these are all talents.

Hearing this, the corners of Azazel's mouth twitched, and he said with an unnatural tone.

"Let's forget about that; at the very least, I still have to be responsible for the Fallen Angels."

Who told him to be the first Fallen Angel? The structure of the Fallen Angels was all built by him, and all the Fallen Angels are convinced by him; he can only take responsibility.

"It doesn't affect that; it's fine to have a part-time job with me, right? Don't you want to study the mechanical Evil God on the other side?"

Su Nian said very eagerly.

(End of this chapter)