Lilina was a magical little creature. Of course, everyone in my family was pretty magical, but Lilina was probably the fighter jet among freaks. Whether it was creatively courting death or severe dissociative disorder, Chinese-style goofiness or American-style punchability, this rotten black-haired loli had accomplished quite a lot in every field that made people want to hang her up and beat her.
She claimed to be a loyal follower of the Life Goddess and a devout spokesperson for the Star Domain God Race, but aside from being polite to Ding Dang, I had truly never seen her be polite to any other Star Domain God Race member...
I blasted Lilina aside, then smiled and nodded at the two god experts before me. "Don't mind her. That brat's personality isn't quite normal. She's always like this. I really didn't expect anyone to be responsible for maintaining that seventh-hand Heaven Ding Dang scavenged from who-knows-where. This saves us a lot of trouble. Please hurry and see whether this World Tree can still be saved. Oh, and what should I call you two?"
The tall male god smiled good-naturedly. "My name is Keltimos Dark Heart. Just call me Old Ke."
The elegant goddess beside him gave a slight nod as well. "Riviera Atirfone. You may call me Xiao Li."
My outstretched hand froze in midair. Old Ke and Xiao Li... I had just witnessed the transformation from lofty and impressive to rustic and tacky. At that moment, I could practically guess just how high-end the real names behind the Pantheon's Little Li and Old Wang, the temple gatekeeper, must have been. Would these gods die if they didn't have something ridiculous about them?
Seeing that all the hosts had appeared, Old Ke and Xiao Li—these names really sounded strange no matter how I