As the original Evil Chalice, it was a Lower Divine Artifact. Each charge required a million souls, so a wish made with it was bound to deliver.
As the souls stored in the Holy Grail dissipated, several streams of information flooded Qin Chuan's mind. He could clearly sense where the God's Spokespersons were.
He could also feel the gods behind those Spokespersons watching him with open hostility.
Peering into the locations of the God's Spokespersons was bound to alert their gods. In a sense, it was already a declaration of war.
Only because Qin Chuan had yet to enter the Divine Realm was a God War still avoidable.
But did it matter to Qin Chuan whether the gods were angry?
Not in the slightest.
Even if humanity treated the gods with the utmost reverence, they had already marked Blue Star as their hunting ground. They would not spare a single stroke of the blade.
Since that was the case, let the gods rage. He would strengthen himself first so he could better withstand what was coming.
As he considered this, an overhead map appeared in his mind, scattered with a handful of points of light.
They marked the locations of the God's Spokespersons!
One was close—practically right beside him. He could reach it in two steps.
A closer look made Qin Chuan realize who it was.
It was that brat Rakshasa One-Slash.
Truthfully, Qin Chuan had wanted to kill Rakshasa One-Slash. He had only put it off because of the supernatural incidents in North America and Sakura—the monsters crossing over.
Qin Chuan would not have cared if monsters appeared elsewhere. But if they showed up on Yan Country's streets, he had to give it some thought.
Letting Rakshasa One-Slash go, however, was out of the question.
Qin Chuan had already