Agnis's expression darkened.
She naturally knew that Chen Yi had a Rank 8 incarnation, and that incarnation was the God of War.
The problem was that distant water could not put out an immediate fire.
A Deity's descent ritual was not something that could be used whenever one wished.
There were no fanatical worshippers of the God of War here.
Without followers as anchors and a path built by faith, what could the Rank 8 God of War do?
He would still have to travel here honestly.
That was enough time for her to put Chen Yi to sleep.
As for the threat from the Game World, there was even less reason to worry.
The entire void could be seen as an enormous card table.
Various factions played their hands upon that table.
And where there was a card table, there were inevitably rules.
Unrestrained slaughter harmed others without benefiting oneself.
All factions tacitly accepted that the table had two sets of rules: wartime rules and peacetime rules.
During wartime, debts were repaid with debts and grudges with grudges.
Whoever laughed last had the ability to do so.
Back then, when the System race pulled Scholar's Home and the Technology Side onto the battlefield, that had been the System race's ability.
Everyone understood alliances and stratagems, but whether one could use them well was another matter.
During peacetime, however, people reasoned things out.
Competition over worlds large and small was kept below Rank 7.
Sometimes, it was even decided through contests.
Conflicts between factions also required one to hold the moral high ground.
Medium-sized factions formed an invisible alliance to resist the Four Ruffians' encroachment, while beneath them, even more small factions formed their own invisible alliances.
Besides, the Four Ruffians were not united either.
So long as one held