"All right, class dismissed."
Watching most of the people wear thoughtful expressions, Su Mo picked up his lecture notes and headed toward the side door of the auditorium.
He had witnessed the power of the filth clinging to the World Rule Wall.
From the very beginning, he had known that with the strength of the Three Gods, they absolutely could not destroy the long-planned scheme of the Five Great Ancestor Gods.
Even with the game's covert assistance, the gap between their levels of power was still far too great. They were simply not in the same league.
So their defeat—with one dead and two wounded—was actually within reason. At least it would give humanity a chance to seriously consider where to go from here.
"My lord, are you really going to confront the Five Great Ancestor Gods head-on for the sake of these ordinary humans?" Lance's voice came from the void.
After being enslaved for nearly a thousand years and left alone in the divine realm, he had grown increasingly fond of communicating with Su Mo whenever he pleased now that the rules had weakened and the Curse Tiger Ancestor God no longer restricted him.
"If the Five Great Ancestor Gods come in person, I'll naturally run for my life. But for now, they're only five avatars."
"You said that capturing their avatars would let us open a reverse passage to the divine realm, didn't you? We could send them a little gift then." Glancing at the dim sky, Su Mo felt a stir of anticipation.
These foreign gods kept coming to the wasteland to fight the game's gods, causing humanity to suffer the consequences for no reason.
For now, there was nothing he could do about the game, the World Core.
But there was a perfect opportunity to deal