Chapter 2837: Go to Your Home
Han Sen knew that he had finally gotten through to the butterfly lady. He looked at God next to him. He saw God just sit there and watch like a member of the audience. God was not going to prohibit Han Sen from trying.
Han Sen took a deep breath and said, "Stopping him is not that hard. You just need to destroy his geno art and body. Take him with you and keep him alive. But throughout his whole life, do not allow him to practice again. Have him hover between life and death where he can see his way forward but cannot do anything to venture there. I am sure the pain he suffers will be as grand as yours. That way, you can relish in the pain he feels each and every day. Isn't that better than killing him?"
Han Sen knew this idea he devised would likely shackle him with a lot of bad karma. Given the circumstances, he did not care about that all that much. Allowing the Very High to suffer was much better than letting himself become a slave for 100 years.
When the butterfly lady heard Han Sen, her eyes turned bright. She was almost insanely happy. Her teeth were chattering. She stared at the half-dead Very High Leader and laughed. "Not bad... I want to watch you suffer as bad as I have... I want you to suffer through torture and torment every day..."
While she was talking, the butterfly lady came before Very High Leader. She grabbed Very High Leader, who was now like a skeleton, not caring for the fact he had blood everywhere. She held him in her arms like a baby. She flapped her wings and flew into the mountains.
"It looks like your plan failed." Han Sen felt weird. God did not stop the butterfly lady from leaving.
"Yes, you win," God said with a nod.
Han Sen was shocked. He looked at God for a while. The bet was not over yet. God could still perform one last twist of the knife. With God's mind, tricks, and powers, Han Sen did not believe there was nothing more it could do.
Han Sen looked at God as he asked, "Aren't you even going to try? There is still more time." Of course, he was not trying to sway God. He was just worried about God having another conspiracy in the works. He didn't want the rug pulled from under him.