The man in azure clothes' eyes flashed with cold light, "Do you really want me to kill you? Think carefully, a person's life is only once."
The man in white gave a self-mocking laugh and said, "Humans? Haven't we long claimed to be gods? We're no longer human, you wasting so many words on me doesn't seem like your usual style. It seems you still have concerns for them, don't you?"
The man in azure clothes became furious, "Fine, since that's the case, I'll grant your wish. I'd like to see who could pose a threat to me." The air around him began to spin rapidly, blades of wind solidified into shape. That naturally flowing breeze turned into blades behind him without any hint of movement, as if they were marionettes awaiting his command.
The man in white took a deep breath and said, "Come on, I want to see just how strong the power of a Stand-in Primary God is that you think you can kill me."