The Fifteenth Game: The Advancement Game 46

The evil god had expected to witness a beautiful bride with tear-streaked cheeks like pear blossoms in the rain. What met their eyes instead was a woman with skin like withered tree bark, thick powder flaking off her face, two ghostly blotches of rouge smeared on her cheeks, a mouth full of rotting teeth—and lips painted sausage red.

She looked scarier than a ghost.

The evil god was so startled that it forgot to retract its tongue and promptly bit down on it, contorting its entire face in pain.

A toad's mouth naturally lacked teeth, so it shouldn't have been possible to bite its tongue.

However, this evil god wasn't just any ordinary toad—it was a fusion of a toad spirit and a wicked corpse.

It retained a toad's instincts and mannerisms but carried the vile greed and shamelessness of a wicked corpse.

Though its corpse traits had mostly faded with cultivation, giving way to its toad form, it still had a mouthful of sharp teeth.