Migration

After some time had passed, Mount Everest was filled with numerous howlings.

"Let us go…"

"Release us."

"God, please pardon us."

"Stop!" Vigilante A said coldly. "Otherwise I'll exterminate you to ashes and make sure you never escape from eternal damnation!"

"I've already said that I'd changed the environment of the earth, there's no use killing me. They'd stop suffering after an hour, and it'll happen again every year as long as they're still here," the figure in black shook his head.

Vigilante A glared at him furiously.

Bodhisattva Spirit King said earnestly, "The migration's a huge matter and it'd take time. I think it's better for God of Plagues to allow us more time to deal with it. Why don't you postpone the bacteria attack for a few hundred years?"