All the Chosen Ones who had received help from Sin's secret means were fighting for their lives. They still thought this was a rare opportunity for them.
Yes, an opportunity!
Though they did not even know what counted as a god's death, they simply felt...
The chance to take down a god was right before their eyes!
Because they believed in Sin—not because they believed Sin would treat them well, but because they believed in Sin's strength and believed Sin would always find a way to win.
Wasn't that exactly what was happening now? Just as they were about to collapse, these reinforcements of unknown origin had arrived!
Although they had always been dissatisfied with that masked figure before, their faith in Sin had now practically become blind obedience.
Perhaps it was because nothing else could give them confidence. After truly encountering gods, the inflated egos they had developed after gaining power had been completely shattered.
The only reason they still believed victory was possible was Sin.
One could only wonder how Arbiter would feel if they knew what these people were thinking.
Arbiter was the one recklessly placing everything on a mad gamble, fighting the gods to the death, yet everyone thought it was Sin's secret means...
They had ended up working for Sin after all.
Antarctic. If no one had told them in advance, no one would have believed that the tropical rainforest before them had anything to do with the Antarctic.
Green grass and unknown vines had already spread across the land. Towering trees that blocked out the sky were everywhere, their roots grinding the permafrost that had remained frozen for ten thousand years into powder.
At the same time, miasma filled the forest. Viruses that had been frozen for tens of thousands of years had