Water God hunched his shoulders and let out two dry laughs. He did not dare bring up the subject again.
The power to grant or strip away a Divine Seat belonged to the Creator God alone.
He had no doubt now that, with a single thought, Qin Chuan could grind the Godhead he had worked so hard to obtain into dust.
The Command Center remained deathly silent.
The other Apex Guild members looked at Qin Chuan as though they were seeing a myth walking among mortals.
Qin Chuan ignored their complicated reactions.
He raised a hand and traced a line across the empty command console.
The next moment, a three-dimensional Sand Table of all Blue Star, fashioned from light and shadow, appeared before them.
Mountains, rivers, cities, oceans—every detail was rendered with perfect clarity.
Then, across the enormous Sand Table, glaring red dots lit up one after another.
Some lay in deep-sea temples, some deep in rainforests, some occupied famous mountains and rivers, and some hid in the shadows of human cities.
Each red dot represented a foreign god who had descended upon Blue Star.
"These are..." someone blurted out.
"All the foreign 'guests' on Blue Star." Qin Chuan spoke calmly, but a chill ran through everyone present.
His finger swept lightly across the Sand Table. The locations of those red dots and rough assessments of their strength became streams of data that entered every Apex Guild member's mind with perfect precision.
"From this moment on, eliminate them."
There was no further explanation, no rousing speech.
It was a simple order, yet it proclaimed the end of every foreign god on the planet.
"Understood." A blue light flashed across Season Star's data visor as she sorted and filed every target.
Night Cherry Tangle gripped Sin and Punishment: End Judgment. He