Empty Throne Hall.
It was as vast, cold, and silent as ever.
A blood-red carpet stretched toward a gold-and-red throne atop three tiers of steps.
Everywhere exuded a solemn, oppressive atmosphere of majesty.
Within such an environment.
Four giants clad in heavy golden armor and white capes stood shoulder to shoulder in a row, kneeling on the red carpet with their heads lowered as they awaited the appearance of the master of the Empty Throne above them.
Before them.
Five "large glass spheres" had been placed there, each containing a snake of a different color.
The white one was White Scale, the blue one was Aoda, the purple one was Manda, the red one was Garaga, and the green one was Tagitsuhime.
Because the space inside was extremely cramped, they could only use ninjutsu to shrink themselves and coil up their snake bodies.
At that moment, the four snakes stared through the barrier at the kneeling Giant God Soldiers, their shock beyond description.
Their snake eyes had not calmed down since earlier.
What kind of being could make these powerful giant warriors so humble and respectful?
White Scale, who called himself the White Snake Sage.
Was panicked at that moment—no, terrified.
Every second felt like unbearable torment.
Just then.
The silence in the Empty Throne Hall was torn apart by a lofty voice.
"So that's how it is. Brogy, you did indeed make a mistake."
White Scale violently twisted his body and instinctively turned his gaze toward the high platform.
He immediately saw that a mysterious white figure had appeared upon the magnificent gold-and-red throne.
The instant the other party's gaze fell upon him.
White Scale felt an overwhelming terror descend upon him.
His thick snake body became incomparably rigid, as though frozen solid.
In that instant, White Scale even