Death was rarely surprised. She raised her hands, looked at them, and felt the fluctuations of energy within herself.
How had she... suddenly gained so much power?
How was that possible? Who had died?!
When Pain had died, she had not gained divine power on this level!
Was this right? There was clearly something wrong with this!
This could only mean gods had died—and definitely more than one?!
Huh?
For a moment, even Death was bewildered.
What exactly had happened in this world? What was happening?!
How could gods have died? Even accounting for everything, that guy Sin really was absurdly powerful, powerful enough to possibly fight a god to the death.
But how could there have been casualties among the gods on this scale in such a short time?!
She could not understand. With things having developed to this point, she completely could not understand.
Yet just as her thoughts became frantic, an inexplicable sense of satisfaction and ecstasy from deep within instantly filled her.
Her power had increased by so much?!
Why had she invaded this planet? Even if she truly transformed this world into a paradise of games, letting countless people die and be reborn, be reborn and die—
That still could not have brought her power growth on this level! The difference was like that between a firefly and the bright moon.
And it had happened in such a short span of time.
It seemed that no matter what had happened, it was a good thing for her?
Pain had once said that gods were actually just pitiful creatures. They thought they possessed their own consciousness, but they were merely slaves to power.
Having suddenly gained such power, even Death began to lose herself somewhat.
This... seemed like a good thing!
As that thought arose in