Emperor Sun was in a daze at everything that had just happened. In this state, I could predict his thoughts. He couldn't understand how the puny cultivator from before could turn into this terrifying entity.
"No, no, no! It cannot be! He can't kill us! He can't kill the dead!" he said as he retreated several steps. "You're just like Richard! You can't harm me! How is this possible?"
My murderous gaze landed on his now pathetic figure. My lips curved upward, but I wasn't happy. The smile just represented the evilness of the act that I was about to commit. My mouth didn't open, yet my voice echoed, "Death will die by my hand. They died in pain, but theirs cannot be compared to the one that you will continue to experience till eternity!"
I raised my right arm, and he rose with it. I closed my fist, and his limbs spread apart in the form of a tilted cross. I looked at him and declared the punishment, "I judge you to experience everlasting pain. Blood will drip from your body slowly. Your skin will be peeled slowly. Your flesh will be cut slowly. Your mind will be tortured. Your organs will be pierced. Your fingers and limbs will be cut. And I curse you to experience every bit of it without the ability to get numb. And when you are about to die, you will be healed to experience everything from the start. I curse you until the universe dies. I curse you because my universe died!"
A look of fear descended on Emperor Sun's face as the punishment started. Soon, terror filled his heart, for even with all his power, he wasn't able to stop it. He was feeling the utmost levels of pain.
Little spears of blood-red ice sickles materialized around him and slowly pierced his skin in every corner of his body.
After that, I ignored him and looked at the corpse of my dead beloved, Tulip. With the power I had now, I managed to extract her soul from the corpse and gently encased it with a globe made of pure ice.
I closed my eyes, and the world slowly returned to its normal state. The Blood God disappeared. I transformed into my dragon form before leaving the planet and flew into outer space.
I needed to vent my anger on something, and even though anger clouded my judgment, I wasn't a fiend to vent it on innocent people. But that was the question: am I a fiend, or not?
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Updated on 31/5/2026