The air in the council hall froze at Qin Chuan's words.
The joy and excitement of their recent ascension were snuffed out by those three crimson points of light.
In their place came the grim resolve of people about to step onto a real battlefield.
Sword Master in the Snow's breathing grew heavier. The long blade at his waist gave a faint hum, not from excitement, but because it sensed the malice of its own kind from far across the world.
The water swirling around Water God stopped its playful dance and formed a thin film around him.
The three-dimensional image of the planet was reflected on its surface as he calculated distances, terrain, and energy responses.
"Bone Nightmare Weaver, Soul Devouring Monarch, Curseblood Mother..."
Evergreen spoke the three names softly, each word seeming to carry its own weight.
He knew this was no longer a simulated battle, nor was it a matter of fending off a manifested will.
They were going on the offensive.
They were going to destroy the nests of three other Evil Gods.
"President, how should we split up?"
Senior Brother En-En spread the wings on his back. He was the calmest of them all and had already begun considering the details of their tactics.
Qin Chuan ran a finger across the tactical projection, about to assign their missions.
Creak—
The metal door to the quiet room opened from within.
Dawn stepped out.
He had settled Mirror in, but the weakness left by his excessive expenditure of Divinity was masked by an even sharper aura.
He walked straight to the center of the hall, swept his gaze over the four New Gods, then fixed it on Qin Chuan.
"I'm going too."
His voice was hoarse but steady.
"Dawn, you and Mirror both need rest."
Evergreen was