The God's Games

The God of Darkness fell silent.

He had come to catch Hanjun off guard and witness firsthand the failure of the humans that Hanjun believed in.

But things hadn't gone as he expected, and it seemed he had made the trip in vain.

Having crawled out of the Abyss with great effort, the God of Darkness was disappointed not to see what he had hoped for.

His face made no effort to hide his feelings.

His handsome yet somewhat gloomy expression clearly showed his displeasure, like a child openly displaying his emotions.

Hanjun felt no dislike toward him, only thinking of him as a child demanding candy when he didn't get his way.

He couldn't resist stepping closer and patting his head.

The God of Darkness remained expressionless, accepting the head-pat without thinking it was a shameful act.

He and Hanjun were born from the same chaos; they were the closest beings in this world.

Even if they now stood on opposing sides, he saw no issue with this gesture.

As Hanjun continued to pat his head, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, causing the God of Darkness to look at him with a strange expression, not knowing what Hanjun found so amusing.

Hanjun lowered his hand, receiving the reluctant gaze of the God of Darkness, but he acted as if he hadn't seen it and asked, "So, how about it? Do you want to come down with me and see how these humans are doing?"

The God of Darkness hesitated for a long time.

Many years ago, Hanjun had once mentioned this to him, but he didn't like those humans whom Hanjun cherished, so he had no desire to accompany him.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

So many years had passed, and Hanjun was repeating the same words.

The two of them were no longer in the same situation as before.

Perhaps he should take a look and see what kind of people Hanjun admired.

"...Hmm."

Just as Hanjun waited for a long time, expecting to hear a refusal, he was met with a reluctant reply.

The God of Darkness turned his head away, acting just like a moody teenager, expressing his dissatisfaction through sheer stubbornness.

Hanjun took this as an agreement and followed him down to Ulon City.

Father Barry and the players were busy figuring out how to deal with the demons.

No one noticed that Hanjun had brought a stranger into Ulon City, much less realized that this person was the God of Darkness—the big boss they were about to face.

The players weren't walking; they were running around, hoping their movements would be quicker to prevent the demons from advancing even a step closer.

Watching them become so busy, and filled with hope, made Hanjun very happy.

Even when someone rushed past and accidentally bumped into him, it didn't make him upset.

However, the God of Darkness had a dark expression, saying, "How dare they be so bold…"

He looked like he wanted to lash out at that player, but Hanjun quickly grabbed him and said, "I'm fine. Don't dwell on such trivial matters."

The God of Darkness huffed, thinking this was anything but trivial.

It proved that these people had no sense of gratitude toward the God of Light and were showing Hanjun such disrespect.

They didn't even plan to apologize, so of course, he felt the need to teach that player a lesson.

Hanjun didn't actually care about such empty titles; he had already thought about how to handle things after this issue was resolved.

During their tugging, a familiar voice inquired, "Hanjun, so you're here."

Master PungPong and his party suddenly come in front of him.

They had heard Father Barry mention that Hanjun had gone missing and feared something had happened to him.

Now seeing him in person, they felt a lot more at ease.

However, they couldn't help but look at the cloaked figure beside Hanjun.

Although the dark cloak hid everything, but they could still see the person's handsome face and striking red eyes.

The moment he locked eyes with him, Master PungPong felt a chill run through his body, as if he were being watched by some dangerous presence.

"Hanjun… who is this?"

After Master PungPong spoke, he felt even colder all over.

He saw Hanjun and the cloaked man exchange a glance, and then Hanjun hesitated for a long time before saying, "His name is Hanbin; he's a friend of mine. He heard that Ulon City is facing difficulties and came to check in."

A friend is indeed a friend, but coming to check in was really not just a visit; it was more about taking advantage of the situation, seizing an opportunity amidst the chaos.

There was no need to let Master PungPong know that.

Master PungPong nodded his head in acknowledgment, "I see."

As his words fell, Hanjun smiled at him for a long while, and the others fell silent, leaving the atmosphere awkward.

Currently, it was still unclear what Hanbin's next intentions were.

Hanjun tried his best to keep the players away from Hanbin, so he aimed to end the topic quickly and let the players get back to their own tasks.

However, he didn't expect that Master PungPong would think of something else and ask, "By the way, Hanjun, we saw Butch fall from the sky after being hit by a forbidden spell. We don't know how he's doing."

After all, Butch was a great hero who had saved Ulon City; it wouldn't do for no one to care about him just because he had failed.

Seeing that Master PungPong was still concerned about Butch, Hanjun felt a sense of reassurance and told them, "Butch is fine."

Then he took Butch, who was currently asleep, out of his space and handed him to Master PungPong.

The young master looked at the palm-sized young dragon and was left speechless.

"This… this is Butch?"

Why is there such a huge difference?

Just a moment ago, it was a majestic, towering dragon that can blocking out the sun, and now it has turned so small.