Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 604.1: Godslaying (1)

For mortals to challenge the gods was a popular cliché in Roel’s previous world.

This cliché embodied the sentiment that humans held their fate in their hands. Such belief was the reason humans worked hard to better their environment, no matter how difficult the era they were living in was.

Unfortunately, this was a nigh impossible task to accomplish in the Sia Continent.

In this world of transcendental power, gods were existent beings who had reached the limits of their evolution, making it even more impossible to overcome them.

That was the case between Roel and Banjol.

While Roel looked down on Banjol for abandoning his race, he had to concede that the latter was an opponent far out of his league. The Deviant Sovereign had had all the time to hone his spells to perfection, and his skills were further backed by his strength as a god.

As much as a mortal challenging a god was a romantic concept, how could a mortal actually triumph over a god? This was a question few had stopped to think about, but Roel was going to uncover his own answer to it.

A crisp sound reminiscent of cracking glass echoed in the center of the pitch-black mana cloud. With Roel’s permission, Edavia had happily inflicted severe damage on Roel’s soul. She sampled a sliver of the dissipating soul fragments, only further fanning her excitement.

“Fufu, what an intoxicating flavor. Tastes like strong liquor…”

“What are you doing?!” Artasia exclaimed as she glared at the intoxicated evil god with glowering madder-red eyes.

“Are you angry? Just so you know, this wasn’t my idea,” Edavia calmly explained as she glanced at Roel.

“…It’s fine, Artasia,” Roel said.

“Are you joking with me? Why would anyone wound their own soul? Are you out of your mind?!”

“I should have told you in advance—” Cough! “—but great power comes at a heavy price. That’s the law of the world.”

“…”

Artasia fell silent, whereas Edavia nodded with a smile.

“There isn’t much of a choice when you’re up against an enemy like him… but at least it’s only to this extent. Thi

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