What a pathetic sight, struggling like that.
Though he spoke with contempt, Lu PingAn had never underestimated Lady Lin.
Lu PingAn's plans contained countless calculations concerning Lady Lin.
Her various powers, domains, and specialties had been repeatedly simulated by his strategists. Across every possibility, Lu PingAn held a considerable chance of victory.
Lady Lin was powerful—extremely powerful.
She was a well-rounded God of Life. Whether as a "Beast Tamer," a "Healer," or a "Gardener," she had attained extraordinary achievements.
She had many subordinate gods and had long since built her own "Woodland."
The path of evolution for a God of Life was often to articulate one's understanding of "life" and the "world." An independent individual could hardly encompass everything; to some extent, subordinate gods were necessary.
The God of the Four Seasons and the seasonal lives beneath her were the forms through which she depicted life. She was constructing a woodland of life, with the four seasons as four forms of ecology.
She blew up the God of Winter right from the start. She's truly gone mad.
This was the foundation of her path. Blowing up one of its pillars outright was enough to demonstrate her determination to leave herself no way out.
Of course, this also meant that she had already abandoned the possibility of becoming Earth's God of Life.
Perhaps the God of Winter had already become useless to her.
"What do you mean?"
"She should also possess an aspect of the God of Death. The God of Winter had always been the most low-profile among the Gods of Seasons. Perhaps that is why."
Amid the mist outside the city, a great number of invaders had already appeared.
Most of them wore ragged clothes, but silver light gleamed in their eyes. Their tattered suits, student uniforms, and all