The white-haired loli demon tilted her head, carefully licking the bloodstains from the rim of the bottle. Her dark golden vertical pupils shimmered with a hint of confusion.
She seemed unsure why she had done such a thing.
But she didn't dwell on it for long—
"Heh—" She let out a scoff, her gaze falling on Lucius, who lay on the ground, his breathing growing fainter by the moment.
"He's all tattered and broken."
She muttered, slightly lowering her head.
"How foolish."
Her voice couldn't help but carry a somber tone.
This guy.
He dared to trick her, who had just escaped the bottle, into going back.
Greedily demanding things from her, even wanting to keep her sealed in the bottle for another century—or perhaps even longer.
After all, if one embarked on the path of pursuing power, no matter how long their lifespan, it might never be enough.
So, agreeing on the surface while scheming in secret was an inevitable outcome.
Just like him—though he claimed he'd grant her freedom when his natural lifespan ended, he would undoubtedly pursue immortality in reality.
The superficial harmony between them was only due to his need for her power.
In truth, their trust in each other was nonexistent.
Thus, no matter what methods she used, she wouldn't feel the slightest bit of guilt.
But still.
To revel in freedom—to destroy everything that displeased her.
Good and evil could not determine a victor, so until order intervened and sealed her back into the bottle—
This thought, compared to another that suddenly surfaced in her mind, suddenly lost its allure.
"So why didn't you just let me out from the start?"
Her tone grew somewhat irritable, a flickering light dancing in her golden vertical pupils.
As if venting her frustration, she stomped a bare foot onto Lucius's body.
"Idiot, did you enjoy arguing with me? Huh—?"
She gritted her teeth as she spoke.
Though, for her, perhaps it was—
In the seal, having someone from the outside to talk to truly did lighten her mood.
This feeling might be hard for many to understand.
But even for an ordinary person, if they were left alone in an empty building for a day or two—at that moment, they'd earnestly wish for a ghost to pop out from under their bed to toy with them.
The silver-haired loli demon took a deep breath and slowly leaned down, her tiny frame almost completely draped over Lucius's body.
With a slight frown, she lowered her head and tentatively poked Lucius's face with a finger.
"Cough, cough." Lucius, still unconscious, let out a faint cough, a spurt of blood landing on her face.
Her expression remained unchanged as she pressed a finger to Lucius's forehead. At that moment, it seemed as though something flowed into his body.
Having done this, she slowly stood up, her silver hair trailing as she moved away from Lucius.
Then, she silently turned, her gaze settling on the Heretic God Mars, who stood dumbfounded amid the ruins of his temple.
In an instant, her dark golden vertical pupils seemed to churn with molten lava.
"You… who are you?"
The Heretic God's face was grave, tinged with a trace of fear.
It was unimaginable that a walking calamity of this world—a sentient disaster, a typhoon incarnate—could feel fear.
If outsiders heard of this, they'd likely scoff and dismiss it as a joke.
But the emotions swirling in Mars' heart were something only he could comprehend.
Fear, panic, anger, shame—
"Why? Why does someone like you exist? You shouldn't be in this world!"
"Who are you? Who are you really?"
The war god Mars was shaken.
His life was threatened.
His existence was questioned.
"My name?"
The silver-haired loli demon's face was impassive.
She raised a small hand, wiping away the blood Lucius had coughed onto her face with a fingertip.
Her right eye slowly closed.
"Ah, I don't have one."
She brought her finger to her mouth, slowly licking off the blood.
Her eyes still carried that same faint confusion, just as when she had licked the blood from the bottle's rim.
It was like a frugal girl with a sweet tooth carefully eating the cream that had accidentally gotten on her lips.
"But—"
She spoke slowly.
Her right eye closed, her left eye opened.
"You can just call me—"
She wasn't speaking to anyone in particular, though there was indeed a so-called Heretic God standing before her.
To her, even the Heretic Mars wasn't worth conversing with.
She was merely speaking.
Perhaps to herself, or perhaps to the unconscious Lucius.
Behind her, Lucius shakily rose to his feet.
His left eye narrowed, while his open right eye revealed a dark golden vertical pupil.
"Lucius" Spoke, his face carrying a mix of exasperation and something indescribable, continuing her words.
"Mozlis, for now."
The loli demon crossed her arms, too lazy to move further.
At that moment, she had temporarily taken over Lucius's battered body, as she called it.
Lucius (Mozlis) bent down, picking up the severed arm of the body.
"Such a hassle. To avoid drawing attention, I can't even invoke multiversal concepts—"
If she had stuck to her original plan, there wouldn't have been so many concerns.
But she had changed her mind.
Because she no longer wanted just a fleeting moment of recklessness—she craved true, unrestrained freedom.
So, for now, she couldn't attract the attention of certain beings.
A brief escape from the sealed bottle could still go unnoticed.
But invoking multiversal concepts would greatly increase the chance of being discovered.
With a sigh, black water suddenly appeared beneath her (his) feet.
Two jets of water shot out, landing on Lucius's arm and chest.
In the next moment, the wounds on those areas vanished completely.
With his injuries fully healed, Lucius (Mozlis) tested the body's movements slightly.
However, a series of cracking and snapping sounds immediately echoed from the bones within.
"How annoying."
She complained.
Repair.
Then, Lucius (Mozlis) looked up, the dark golden vertical pupil in the open right eye gleaming with icy coldness as it fixed on Mars in the distance.
"Heretic… Mars, is that what they call you?"
"Can I ask you to die?"
There was no intention of waiting for a response.
The moment the words were spoken, the body moved.
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