The shards caused no pain or itch, neither daring nor able to curse the youth, only powerlessly wishing for his death.
Yet the other didn't even intend to wipe away those soul fragments.
Perhaps... he thought there was no need to wipe it?
Louis was puzzled.
A demon saying to my face that I've killed many people, isn't that purely laughable?
Though many have died at his hands, it was neither too many nor too few.
Even if all the battles in places like Dragonbone Prairie, Shadow Country, Giant Plain, and Fallen Star Sea were accounted for, he could ensure that those he killed deserved it.
Not to mention, compared to many long-living Demigods, this level of slaughter is vastly inferior.
He couldn't quite understand the Blood Emperor's words, so he calmly replied:
"Who would care about such things?"
The ones disrupting order were killed, and those who wanted him dead were killed; he didn't laugh heartily, but not grinding their bones to dust already showed he was a great man.
