They were not going to succeed.
After all.
Compared to Riku and Schwi overthrowing him through strategy.
The God of War now looked forward even more to being seriously killed by that unknown existence.
Even if—
Even if it was not the unknown existence that had warned him.
Some of the beings now active upon the earth possessed statuses and strengths that made it impossible for him to treat them lightly.
The so-called omniscience and omnipotence of the Divine species had limits.
If they were all Divine species and formed paradoxes with one another, then naturally, when targeting each other, they would all cease to function together.
Then, as a matter of course, it would devolve into the most primitive contest of strength.
The strong survived. The weak died.
He had thought that.
Now that every Divine species except himself had fallen silent, nothing could obstruct his authority.
But clearly, that was not the case!
A singularity had appeared.
One location after another was like a black hole—places the God of War could not see, concealing everything.
When it came to anything related to the other party, he could not see through it all from above in a dimensional strike.
This did not make the God of War feel depressed.
Instead, it made him even happier.
He threw back his head and laughed heartily.
How could such a change in the world not make him happy?
"Master... you're actually so happy today..."
"It's been so long since I heard Lord Arteshu's voice. How nostalgic..."
"..."
"What? Could it be... we're going to act again?!"
"Yay! Collecting heads, collecting heads. Who is it this time?"
"..."
The God of War had once fallen silent for a time.
Now, his booming laughter seemed to spread throughout all of Disboard.
Across the entire