Chapter 150: Melee in the Starry Sky

Although now entirely clad in black, the elegant God of Nobility, holding a Rose Sword, took his stance before William.

"It's time for us to settle a hundred-thousand-year-old account," He declared with a thunderous voice and a hint of amusement.

"Dionysio!" the rough voice of the Evil God boomed, laced with boundless malice.

"I haven't needed that surname for a long while now! But it seems you're having a hard time forgetting it!" The God of Nobility gracefully lifted his long sword.

This former deity, who once lost the competition for the throne to the God of Nobility and the God of Monarchy, indeed harbored intense hatred for Him. He immediately neglected William, swinging his great twin swords as he charged at the God of Nobility.

Even as the Dwarven God of Forging bellowed for him to attack William first, this Evil God, as if molded from molten wax, disregarded him completely.

He was utterly fallen, on the verge of losing even that last shred of reason.