Gu Mian discovered that the statues of the Evil God have a strange habit; every time they see him, they shatter a bit as a form of greeting.
He thought he'd try making a world peace wish in a moment.
Well, great. Before he could make a wish, the statue just crumbled.
Gu Mian watched as the crack spread down from the crown, growing wider and deeper. The Evil God's face seemed to have grown a large vertical mouth, which continued to split open wider, wanting to devour everything before it.
Soon, the fissure snaked down to its waist, spreading around like a river, and didn't take long before the entire statue was covered in tiny fractures.
It finally reached its breaking point and collapsed with a loud thud, raising a large cloud of dust as Gu Mian stepped back.
Gu Mian coughed a few times, holding his mechanical dog.
The dog in his arms probably thought the statue was unhappy, dutifully pointed its head at the ruins to ask if it was happy.
