Gruji had already begun to regret purging his ranks two days ago.
Ever since he discovered beings capable of completely erasing "Ink," he had immediately realized that this newly born divine realm was utterly different from the previous ones.
This was an event significant enough to shake the Heavenly Realm.
He wanted to report it to the Heavenly Realm, but to prevent the Heavenly Realm from being contaminated by "Ink," the Space-Time Rift between the Cauldron of the World and the Heavenly Realm had been sealed shut.
If the gods of the Heavenly Realm refused to open the door for him, he had no way to send the news back.
Yet judging by the gods' usual methods, they would only open the Space-Time Rift for him after the divine realm had vanished.
That left Gruji at a loss. The elven adjutant he had cleaved to death with a single axe strike had been Attila's strategist, assigned to him. If he were still alive, he should have been able to offer some advice.
But now, the only thing Gruji could think of was sending the army into the divine realm to self-destruct, using the soldiers' "Ink" to contaminate it.
This would definitely work.
But the question was, where was that divine realm?
After killing three Death-Snatchers hiding outside the military camp, Gruji followed the traces they had left behind and tracked them to a small village not far away.
There was the pressure of a demigod within that village, but unfortunately, it was not the divine realm he sought.
However, large numbers of Death-Snatchers wandered around the village, clearly connected to the newly established divine realm.
Perhaps it was a decoy meant to serve as a buffer.
Should he immediately send a squad to twist the demigod in that village first?