GA: Chapter 118: The Oldest Godslayer? You're Just Old, That's All
**Holy Lord:** "The gap between you and him will only keep growing!"
**Holy Lord:** "The Oldest Godslayer — do you think the chat group gave you that title as a compliment?"
**Holy Lord:** "If it were a compliment, why not call you the Strongest Godslayer? The Godslayer With the Most Authorities?"
**Holy Lord:** "Because the only thing you have going for you among all the Godslayers is your age!"
**Holy Lord:** "Besides living a long time, what exactly do you have to show for yourself? What even are you?!"
The moment those words landed, the entire chat group went silent. Everyone was staring at the Holy Lord with a mixture of awe and disbelief as he went absolutely nuclear.
Those words had to have cut Marquis Voban somewhere deep.
Bai Xuan hadn't expected the Holy Lord to have this sharp a tongue either.
He'd completely lost it...
But the Holy Lord wasn't done.
**Holy Lord:** "What's the matter — nothing to say? Can't argue back?"
**Holy Lord:** "Because it's the truth."
**Holy Lord:** "Given the rivalry between you and Luo Hao, I'd imagine the virtual combat function has already been used."
**Holy Lord:** "Did you win? If you had, you would've brought it up already — you're not the type to sit on that kind of information. But you clearly didn't, because every time Luo Hao spoke, you didn't push back. You just went quiet."
**Holy Lord:** "All those Authorities, and you're still not the strongest."
**Holy Lord:** "Those Authorities are wasted on you. Pearls before swine!"
**Ordinary Group Leader:** "He's gone feral, he's absolutely gone feral — the Holy Lord has completely lost it!"
**Lighthouse Richest:** "I had no idea the Holy Lord could talk like this. These words are going straight for the jugular!"
**Worst Spirit:** "This feels like something's about to happen — but why am I kind of looking forward to it?"
**Turn Da Gu Into Soup:** "You're not the only one."
**Lin Fengjiao:** "I have half a mind to say something, but this really doesn't feel like the kind of situation I can step into."
**Sacred Guard Left Wing:** "Just fight already."
Tenshi Hikari said it with barely contained excitement.
**Worst Spirit:** "Is that really something an angel should be saying?"
**Sacred Guard Left Wing:** "They're all from other universes anyway — angels can't be held responsible for what happens over there."
**Worst Spirit:** "@Martial Arts King — did Voban actually lose?"
Komai asked Grandmaster Luo Hao with genuine curiosity.
The memory copies hadn't shown the two of them fighting directly, so she had no idea.
**Martial Arts King:** "A defeated opponent, nothing more. Godslayers have a ceiling — once you reach it, more Authorities just means more tools in the fight, nothing beyond that."
**Martial Arts King:** "Just as he said — the so-called [Oldest Godslayer] is only old. The title of strongest? He hasn't earned that."
**The Oldest Godslayer:** "Luo Hao, you're not that much younger than me."
**Martial Arts King:** "Hm?"
A cold edge passed through Grandmaster Luo Hao's gaze. *Age* was something she could bring up about Voban — but Voban did not get to bring it up about her.
**The Oldest Godslayer:** "Hmph."
**The Oldest Godslayer:** "@Holy Lord — virtual combat arena. One round."
**The Oldest Godslayer:** "You've slain so many gods — I want to see whether your actual strength is even half as impressive as your mouth."
**Holy Lord:** "Heh, it's definitely stronger than yours!"
**Holy Lord:** "Let's hope you actually live up to that title of yours, Godslayer."
**Holy Lord:** "Not every pathetic little deity from some weak world qualifies as a god."
Without another word, the two of them spent points to activate the virtual combat function and dove straight in.
**Worst Spirit:** "I'd love to watch — shame there's no spectator mode."
**Electromaster:** "My thoughts exactly."
**Ordinary Group Leader:** "This chat group really is as lacking as ever."
**Lighthouse Richest:** "Aren't you worried about getting muted again for saying that?"
**Ordinary Group Leader:** "It's not like it'd be the first time."
**Ordinary Group Leader:** "Why would I be scared."
**Uchiha Dance King:** "..."
Time in the virtual combat function moved differently from time in the real world. No matter how long the two of them fought inside, no more than a minute would pass on the outside.
So it wasn't long at all before the chat group heard back from the Holy Lord — and his satisfaction was practically radiating through the screen.
**Holy Lord:** "Karmic Punishment of Hellfire? Crimson Lotus Hellfire?"
**Holy Lord:** "You call that Crimson Lotus Hellfire? I'm the Devil of Fire — did you seriously think you could burn me with fire?"
**Holy Lord:** "The storm and lightning manipulation wasn't bad, I'll give you that. But what exactly is a little thunder supposed to do to me?"
**Holy Lord:** "And that Salt Authority — I'll admit it's a decent ability. But it's completely useless against me."
**The Oldest Godslayer:** "Hmph. Devil of Fire — like your flames are anything special."
**The Oldest Godslayer:** "If it weren't for the Dog Authority's immortality and the Horse Authority's healing, do you think you could have tanked my Authorities?"
**Holy Lord:** "Please. The Dog Authority and the Horse Authority are my power. They belong to me."
**Holy Lord:** "By your logic you might as well say all your Authorities belong to the gods you stole them from."
**Holy Lord:** "Be grateful — your Godslayer constitution gave you some resistance to my Monkey Authority. Otherwise I would've turned you into a pig and finished you off on the spot!"
**The Oldest Godslayer:** "Hmph! Next time, I will kill you!"
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In the Campione world.
Marquis Voban stared at the Holy Lord's words on the chat group screen, his expression dark.
He had lost the fight. That much was undeniable.
With the Dog Authority and the Horse Authority in play, nothing he threw at the Holy Lord had any effect.
In terms of raw power, the Holy Lord's own constitution was extraordinarily formidable — capable of suppressing even Cheng Kung with the Bull Authority, and even stronger when the Bull Authority was factored in. His speed was equally absurd. Not a single weak point to speak of.
And then there was the Monkey Authority.
Even thinking about it made Voban's eyes narrow with a rare trace of wariness.
Even with his Godslayer constitution's resistance to supernatural forces at the divine level, he had felt his body nearly buckle under that power. By the end, it hadn't only been his innate Godslayer resistance holding the line — his own Authorities had been called in to help push back.
He hadn't expected it. Among all the Authorities — something that transformed and transmuted, something that looked completely harmless on paper — and yet the effect it could unleash was this terrifying.
Used against someone without his level of resistance, it could reduce them to a powerless animal in an instant. Even if the mind and intellect remained intact — what good was a mind without power?
This Holy Lord — possessing strength like this, and those fools had still managed to defeat him multiple times over?
Then there was what he'd said. Those taunts.
*The Oldest Godslayer.* So all that title amounted to was living longer?
The Holy Lord. Luo Hao. Kusanagi Godou.
He would settle scores with every single one of them, one by one.
Marquis Voban's gaze grew colder. The pressure emanating from him turned savage and raw, so intense that everything around him began to tremble — above, the sky split with howling winds and cascading arcs of lightning.
The servants within the castle watched the scene unfold and felt pure terror flood through them.
"Something's wrong — the Devil King is furious!"
"Damn it all — who had the nerve to anger Lord Voban?!"
"Please, let him not take it out on us — because if he does... we're dead."
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