C534 The Creation of a God

"Thump!"

Beneath the fighting stage.

Satan swallowed hard, his face etched with tension, "Tell me, my esteemed son-in-law, you weren't kidding earlier, were you?"

"Of course not."

Cello Everett nodded as he retrieved an oddly shaped fruit from the system space.

"Here, eat this!"

"What is this thing?"

Despite his bewilderment, Satan didn't hesitate to eat the fruit