I'm a villain, not a devil

"Would you like me to teach you what the true aesthetics of destruction is?"

His figure was so small in front of the giants, the cities, the messengers of God, and the gods, but in the gaze of the gods, he was so dazzling!

"How dare you insult the great Lord? We..." The strong men in the City of Sand could not tolerate their beliefs being despised in this way, and they all became incredibly angry.

However, Sean merely turned his palm over, and everyone, including the Deep Blue Warriors of the Sand City, had their veins bulging and their knees trembling!

The unimaginable pressure made it impossible for them to say the next words!

But Sean was still not satisfied. He just smiled and continued to press down his palm. Finally, the powerful men in the Sand City could no longer resist.

“Bang!” “Bang!”

The sound of kneeling on the ground was like thunder. Everyone, including the agents, fell to the ground. Sha Youling, who had been able to fight against Sean and even had a slight lead just by relying on his aura before, now had even the bones of his calves broken and exposed!

Sean sniffed the charming scent with satisfaction and looked up at the gods in the sky again.

"Look, your pets are trembling - they smell the raw and rough fragrance escaping from my wounds, which you can never reach."

The gods in the clouds were silent, just staring at Sean with their terrifying eyes.

But Sean just laughed so hard that he could hardly straighten his back. He laughed and staggered to the believers and grabbed someone's head at random.

Grabbing the man's hair, Sean twisted his head and looked up. He couldn't help but sneered: "Look, your Lord is afraid of me."

"Lord, Lord will never..." The man who was caught was the oldest agent in the City of Sand. His faith was so devout that he wanted to refute Sean even at this time.

However, Sean did not let him finish his words. He just nodded approvingly, and then in front of everyone's eyes, he pulled out the spine of this fanatic!

There was no room for resistance. The spine along with the sandy yellow blood, silvery white flesh, and dark black nerves was pulled out together. The filth was waved at everyone's face, and then it began to wriggle on its own, slowly forming a strange symbol.

Sean gently shook the spine, and a beautiful bone whip took shape in an instant.

Then he laughed excitedly and whipped the believers hard on their backs with the bone whip.

"Well, can I help you regain some of your memories of being enslaved? In this way, you will be more pious to your...great Lord?"

He laughed and said, "Answer me, your Lord, why doesn't he come to save you!"

The bone whips hit everyone one after another, causing blood and flesh to ooze out, and the Holy Spirit in the clouds finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Arrogant! If we were to come to this world, would you, a villain, ever be so arrogant?! Sean, I'll give you one last chance. Put down my believers and hand over your treasure..."

Sean just smiled and swung the whip, making it crack loudly.

He gestured to the other party to look at the symbol he had formed, and only when the eyes in the clouds began to become solemn did he begin to smile.

"I have to thank you, Holy Spirit. I accept your blossoming heart. Without it, I would not have been able to dig so deeply into my soul. Thank you for giving me a deeper understanding of my past."

A solemn look flashed across the eyes of the Holy Spirit. Even though His real body could not be seen, one seemed to hear His heavy and angry breathing.

"Excuse me, I also have to start being... a god."

Sean's smile suddenly disappeared, and the expression that came back was so cold and arrogant.

He threw away the bone whip and looked at the believers kneeling on the ground.

"Lambs kneeling before the altar, listen carefully—"

"While your gods rot and stink on their eternal thrones, my heart will continue to beat the drums of war in hell."

"Whoever believes in me will not have eternal life. Whoever does not believe in me will also seek death when he seeks life."

His voice was like thunder. The pupils of the Sand City warriors who were kneeling on the ground shrank sharply, and even their consciousness became unstable with fear.

And those residents of the City of Sand who had managed to survive had already knelt down on the ground willingly.

"Lord..." they chanted.

The chanting sounded a natural thunder, and the light of the stars and the moon instantly turned red!

The roar of the omniscient and omnipotent Holy Spirit was filled with fiery rage.

"Sean, you are touching my bottom line!"

Sean just smiled nervously: "Bottom line?"

He trotted up to a Sand City resident and held out his boot.

The man didn't hesitate at all and couldn't wait to kiss the upper of his new owner's shoe, so devoutly and so pleasantly.

Sean laughed again. "Look, look, the way he holds my boots and begs for mercy is holier than the hymns you sing. I love it so much."

"Shaw-en!"

This time, all the gods are furious!

The remaining gods' eyes were all shining with divine light. The stars and the moon had somehow broken through the sky and appeared in the night sky as bright as the sun.

"Blasphemers must be punished!"

The gods' messengers were roaring, wanting to destroy Sean into the last trace of ashes.

Countless rays of light gathered together and turned into a terrifying spear of light, which pierced straight forward in an irresistible and unavoidable manner!

However, Sean just stretched out his hand and grabbed the spear of light that pierced his chest, and pierced through the void with his backhand!

"Can you please send some decent sacrifices? The screams of these inferior puppets are not even worthy of being used as a drink for me!"

The spear of light suddenly expanded and turned into a long bridge across the galaxy!

The long bridge had just appeared, and Sean had just stepped on it, when in an instant it turned into countless points of light and disappeared.

He shook his head in boredom: "Unfortunately, the world still doesn't allow it... Boring, boring. I was thinking of meeting you in person, maybe I could yawn a more refreshing yawn?"

Sean raised his chin towards the huge pupils swimming in the clouds: "Leave something behind?"

In an instant, a suction force suddenly emerged from nowhere, and the target of that suction was none other than... the divinity of the gods in the heavens!

This madman actually took advantage of the time when the gods could not come and could only watch, and wanted to force them to leave unforgettable scars!

This time, the gods could no longer stay, not even their gaze. They could not save their messengers, and could only leave their last glances and hide their pupils in the starry sky.

At the very end, they took one last glimpse and saw that scene.

Sean stood in place, the wind carried the stardust behind him and gathered into the outline of a gallows. He smiled calmly, and the shadow under his feet turned into a giant beast that gnawed at the rules, covering the entire Sand City, and flames were rising.

"When your hymns are roasted into charcoal, I will mercifully mold the ashes into a statue of you kneeling down and licking my heels—"

Flames and blood were boiling behind him, and the man was laughing arrogantly.

“Let the divine punishment become thicker! When I dig out your compound eyes that are parasitic on the Book of Fate—” He licked his fangs impatiently, his eyes filled with desire and madness, “Those sticky screams… will become the sweetest foundation wine of the new era.”