Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 684  So Cruel...

They Failed. That was all that ran through the minds of these Ancient Princes and Ancient Titans. In particular, Barthartos looked as though he wanted to swallow these Princes whole. "I should have Known!" His speech sliced through the air like a blade. "From the beginning of time, all alliances., we–the Titans, have had with you, has resulted in FAILURE."

"Tell me, what EXACTLY, do we call this, HUH, Princes?"

"I knew it! I should have treated your rants and coaxing like a Fly!"

Barthartos was livid. There he was, minding his own business in the Underworld when these bastards who showed up.

Sure enough, nothing good can come out of any partnership with them.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, SHAME ON ME!

The titans beside Barthartos were also furious!

At this point, they wished they could go back in time, so they could smack their former selves to death for listening to these Losers!

What does a group of Losers know about winning?

It's like asking a POOR man on the street How to be a Millionaire. Who does that?

The Titans were furious, pouring all their blame on these ancient princes. But was all the blame truly these Princes?

If they had not been harboring such thoughts for ages, they would not have fallen into temptation. In truth, one of the reasons why they were banished to the underworld in the first place, was because they started feeling the need to RULE. It's true that they despised the Almighty's affections for humanity. However, a part of them often wished to rule and own dominion without listening to Orders. In other words, they wanted to be the Top Boss, the Almighty himself. They wanted no senior bosses above them. They wanted to be the ones telling people to go left, go right, north, south, and even circle around. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

In short, they wanted no one above them, bossing them around. Wouldn't you know it, they Almighty gave them that. In the Underworld, they were Princes. Who the hell do they answer to but themselves?

Their territories in the underworld were as large as hundreds of planets joined together. Yet, they were still not satisfied. Even if they daily won dominion over the Heavens, they will STILL not be satisfied. This was a fact. Greed gives birth to more greed. It's an endless circle. The ancient Titans were the same. Had they just come to terms with their situation after banishment, they would not fall into such a deadly trap. Barthartos would still be Titan king, ruling over the entire Lower Plain Dominion, in the underworld. It was amazing how 7 princes of Hell had divided the Upper plains of the Underworld among themselves. But Barthartos in the Lower Plain, RULED the entire place. He had EVERYTHING. He was Supreme Ruler. And now, after being killed off now, he would be reborn in the lower plain, as a weak measly Titan. He will have to fight his way back to the top, with no memories of his past. By that time, the powers in the Titan Regions will probably reshuffle. Who knows, maybe there will be 10 Titan Princes or Kings in the future. Perhaps there'll be 2, or even 20.

The same situation could be said for Beelzebub and his buddies. After this, they will not recall the past… should they be extinguished. By then, wouldn't those 3 bastard newbie princes in the Underworld, take over the entire place?

…

Dorian and Draymond lazily looked at the bunch, knowing it was time to once again give divine punishment. "Order…"

"Balance…"

Draymond and Dorian spoke with eerie nonchalance. "Except for the Ancients…"

"The rest of you…"

The 2 did not finish their sentences, but everyone already understood. Before, Dorian was an Exorcist… a human exorcist. He would have needed to exorcize these creatures before they could truly die. But now, only moving his thoughts, all underworld creatures across the Globe, began to swell like overflown balloons. Their cries were ear-shattering, with dread now cloaking their faces. No… NO!

They cried inwardly, finding their mouths were too swollen to talk. The taste of their own blood swishing in their mouths, and the burning pain inside their bodies, made them contemplate whether to live or die. Crack, Crack~

Golden lines now appeared on their bodies like stretch marks, alongside golden holes that shot out rays of heavenly light from within their bodies. They don't want to die. They don't want to die!

They looked pitifully at the two brothers, only to be met with expressionless faces. And then— POP. They popped like balloons, their fragments vanishing towards the heavens. Gone. Their souls won't go to be reborn in the underworld, but will go for Judgement in the heavens. Several disciples watching the scene, couldn't help dropping their jaws in awe. When exorcists work, heavenly chains will come down to assist them in exorcising and dragging the souls of these creatures for Judgement. But when a God like Dorian does it, it's immediate—No chains, no stress, no chanting… nothing. Gone, these creatures vanished in under a millisecond since Dorian spoke. It happened so fast that they almost missed it. Like so, the many creatures all across the world vanished in the blink of an eye. But what about the Ancients?

"What a pretty sight."

Draymond had his hands in his pockets, leaning back and tilting his head sideways in sadistic amusement. "Fortunately for you, your presence is still needed to maintain order and balance in the Underworld."

So in other words, they won't die?

The hearts of these ancient titans and princes couldn't help jubilating. Their biggest fear was this. They don't wish to start at the bottom, groveling up to the top like the many creatures who perished. .

Dorian chuckled, slowly walking towards the group, his face twisting into a cruel grin.

"You will Live…"

Oh, they will live. But for what price?

"5,000 years…"

Snap.

Dorian snapped his fingers, and the ancients appeared in the underworld. Hah. Who was he? The Accountant. In 5,000 years, he will return to collect his debt.

After sending them back to the underworld, they will soon find out that there were some changes in their bodies, changes that would possibly lead to their DETHRONING. For creatures like them, their thrones were more important than life itself. So what will happen when they find out they can no longer keep them?

Draymond smiled, admiring his brother's actions more and more. In addition, these ancients were needed for balance. So why not shoot 2 birds with one stone?

"Little Boy, you are cruel."

"Hmmm…" Dorian replied slyly. "Didn't I learn from the best?"

"_" [Nearby Angels & Gods]

Why did they think that these 2 sons of The Almighty were more evil than anything in the Underworld?

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