I'll Vote for the Sea God Too

The saying goes, "Three cobblers with their wits combined can equal one Zhuge Liang."

With such a large group of gods gathered together, they quickly came up with a solution by talking amongst themselves. They decided that instead of pushing the Sea God to the other side, they should firmly bind Sea God to the side of the Righteous Gods.

The most direct way to bind a god is to give him a position of sufficient importance.

But a new problem arose.

"What? What did you say? Him? What makes him think he can lead me?"

Immediately, a god slammed his fist on the table and stood up, his face full of dissatisfaction.

This god is among the strongest of Gods. If we take the Godslayer as a reference, his abilities are about 80% of the Godslayer's.

With such strength, he would normally be able to do whatever he wanted, but now he's being pushed into a position "nominally under the command of the Sea God," which he's naturally extremely unhappy about.

The atmosphere froze again.

Some gods echoed, some gods watched coldly, and some gods...

The method that the Righteous Gods painstakingly devised got stuck within their own gods before it could even be implemented.

"Heh, how interesting. A god doesn't want to? Then go fight the Asura God. If you can beat him, I'll vote for you too."

A seductive and alluring voice rang out, like a feather gently brushing against everyone's heart.

As soon as these words were spoken, all the gods looked in the direction of the voice.

The newcomer was dressed in magnificent robes, with striking eyes and brows; she was none other than the Goddess of Beauty.

How could he possibly miss such an important occasion?

What is Old Self's business is his business.

He happened to arrive at this exact moment, and upon his arrival, he heard that idiotic speech, and immediately ridiculed it without any mercy.

The god, who had been slamming his fist on the table and was about to retaliate, froze when he saw the Goddess of Beauty's face. Then, a string of pink hearts involuntarily appeared in his eyes, and his momentum instantly dissipated by more than half.

He is the God of Combat.

The God of Combat once greatly admired the Goddess of Beauty and even pursued her.

Although they only chatted for a short while before the Goddess of Beauty got up and left, he still remembers that face to this day.

Before seeing the Goddess of Beauty, the God of Combat never dared to believe that there could be a god among the male gods who was so beautiful. But even though she was the Goddess of Beauty, being publicly humiliated like this, he couldn't suppress his anger.

The God of Combat forced himself to straighten his back and said with a stiff upper lip:

"The current Asura God can't even defeat the Godslayer, so how could I possibly defeat him?"

Upon hearing this, the Goddess of Beauty slowly walked up to him and stood still.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at the God of Combat:

"Ha, since you can't beat him, do you have a way to stop him?"

The God of Combat thought for a long time, but in the end he could only shake his head.

If he truly had a way to stop the Asura God, he wouldn't be sitting here now, staring blankly at a group of gods.

Seeing this, the Goddess of Beauty suddenly reached out, hooked her fingertips around his collar, leaned forward slightly, and whispered in his ear.

The sound was like it had a hook:

"Ha, you can't beat them, and you have no other options, so what are you saying? What, are you trying to show off your worthlessness?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he released his grip, stepped back, and calmly found a place to sit down.

Although the words were spoken softly, everyone present was a god; it wouldn't be difficult for them to hear them.

For a moment, some gods tried desperately to suppress their laughter, some laughed out loud without restraint, some remained silent, and some secretly glanced in their direction...

Logically speaking, the God of Combat should be furious at this moment.

Logically, the God of Combat should be angry right now, but all his anger was extinguished by the vibrant color he had just seen.

But he remained defiant, saying:

"The Sea God. What can the Sea God do? Can he really stop the Asura God? He's just a god whose Divine Power ranks in the middle to upper range within the Divine Realm."

Upon hearing this, the Goddess of Beauty's sneer deepened, and he turned his head away, saying:

"What can Sea God do? He's definitely more useful than you. In the end, it'll just be a matter of whispering in your ear."

"Besides, look at what the Sea God has been doing all this time. How many things has he done for us? Don't tell me That Matter the method you used last time wasn't devised by the Sea God."

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding gods couldn't help but recall everything the Sea God had done for them.

When the water faction was oppressed by the Desert God, it was the Sea God who stepped in to mediate.

Lake God, Rain God, Dew God... suffered injustice, it was the Sea God who stood up for them.

All those other things, one by one, seemed insignificant, but they really helped them avoid a lot of trouble.

Within the Divine Realm, there has never been a god who could help them with such selflessness and patience.

It's not that the gods like the Spring God are bad.

But what Spring God and the others cared about most were the other creatures in the world, those silent flowers, grasses, birds and beasts.

The God of Combat was momentarily speechless.

I agree.

The voice was very cold and clear.

The Gods looked in the direction of the voice, and when they saw who it was, they all showed an even more shocked expression than when the Goddess of Beauty had appeared.

The Moon God has arrived.

He was a well-known homebody in the Divine Realm, never leaving his house. He was too lazy to get involved in anything, and refused to join in any excitement. No matter how chaotic things were outside, he would stay in his own little corner of the moonlight and live his life.

He used to be able to make occasional public appearances, but later even that was no longer allowed.

Even the War God, who is currently known for his melancholy in the Divine Realm, cannot match him in his ability to stay at home.

One more thing

This melancholy War God is also present on this occasion.

In the corner, he stood with a detached expression and melancholy gaze, as if shrouded in an impenetrable cloud.

Back to the main topic

The Gods never expected that such a god would reveal himself on his own initiative.

Before the Gods could recover from their astonishment, they sensed that something was amiss in the surrounding atmosphere.

Half of it was scorching hot, and the other half was chilling cold, like the blazing summer sun and the frigid stars of a winter night falling simultaneously in the same palace.

Oh no, those two ultimate brother-obsessed brothers are here too!

Ignoring the gazes of the Gods, the Moon God walked to the Goddess of Beauty and sat down, repeating his earlier words:

We also support Sea God.

Behind him stood two figures.

One is the Sun God, and the other is the Star God.

The Sun God, unlike his usual foolish and simple-minded demeanor before the Moon God, now sported a slightly raised eyebrow, a raised chin, and an arrogant expression, letting out a cold snort:

"That's right."

Whatever his brother said, that was the truth.

His brother never makes the wrong choices.

Support, absolutely support.

The Star God crossed his arms, his face expressionless, and coldly glanced at the God of Combat, his voice clear and icy:

"Support. Also, God of Combat, if you have any complaints, you can first have a match with me and my elder brother."

Whatever his brother says, it's correct.

This is the realization that comes from two ultimate brother-obsessed individuals.

Anyone who disagrees should ask them first.

The God of Combat felt a chill run down his spine as he was simultaneously stared at by these two gazes. He glanced around and saw that none of the other gods paid him any attention.

Okay, strategic abandonment.

The enemy has three gods, while we only have one; we can't defeat them.

Seeing that the God of Combat had fallen silent, the Moon God shifted her gaze to the other gods in the hall.

Just then,

A light, cheerful voice drifted in from outside the hall, like a string of candy sprinkled into clear water:

"La la la, why is everyone so quiet? I heard there's a voting event here, I want to vote too! Let me see."

"Okay, I'm casting my vote in the sea!"

The visitor was none other than God of Wine.

He was skipping and jumping around, laughing without a care in the world.

The expressions of the other gods changed instantly.