Russell was convinced of this. If the Lord God believed in fate and the so-called corrective power of history, he would have been killed by "people" long ago, and how could he be alive and well today.

"You have been talking nonsense for a long time, and I have been confused by you. You knew I was in danger before, but you ignored my growth; now you know you can't do anything to me, but you still have some meaningless struggles..."

Russell looked at the clone in confusion. Seeing that the other party had no intention of explaining, he could only shrug: "Forget it if you don't say anything. The overall situation has been decided. These issues are not important."

"I actually..."

Whoosh!

There was a flash of lightning, and the clone's head flew into the air, with only a look of astonishment in its eyes.

Swish swish swish!!

Continuous sword energy swept across, and the clone's remains were chopped into pieces. Along with a roaring thunder light, only a head was left on the spot.

Russell didn't dare to kill the opponent directly. When he killed Kunpeng, the demon master system ran away, fearing that the main god would do the same.

"I will definitely not be fooled..."

After the lightning dissipated, Russell took two steps forward and lifted the clone's head. The flesh and blood of his arms melted into white tentacles. He opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the head with a whimper.

"Eh, eh? Eh!!"

Russell's expression gradually changed, and the lightning in his other hand wrapped around him, cutting through the cracks in space with a bang, tearing open the passage to the core of the Lord God.

"Really, if you had told me if you couldn't run away, I would have given you a happy life if you had told me earlier."

Russell rubbed his hands and stepped into the core area of ​​the main god under the laments of the reincarnations.
Chapter completed!