"Yes, I knew long ago that I would die miserably..." At this moment, Xue Dili silently stood up, looking at "Mephisto" in front of him.
"When I started killing, I was already prepared to be killed. I even knew I would die, die miserably, more miserably than anyone I've killed. Everything I did is, without dispute, a 'Murder Demon' to any race, and I never thought I could meet a good end."
"But so what?"
Xue Dili grabbed Mephisto's throat, tearing it apart, and the corpse fell onto this wasteland, adding yet another Mephisto's corpse, but it served no purpose.
The next moment, it appeared behind Xue Dili again, mocking: "Haha, is that all? Who self-proclaimed as a Savior, already prepared to die miserably? Are you starting to deceive yourself, preparing a grave for yourself?"
"No, I won't even have a grave." Xue Dili's mouth cracked into a grin, laughing wildly in front of Mephisto.
