"Then let's go."
Under the light of the Underworld Moon, Ryan spoke.
Now that he had made his decision, he had no intention of wasting any more time.
Before leaving, however, Ryan glanced toward the west.
In that direction, there was an aura trying desperately to conceal itself, yet conspicuously obvious.
"What is it? Isn't that one of your people?"
"No. If nothing unexpected happened, it should have been sent by Cronus."
Feeling the invisible airflow that believed it was well hidden beneath the Underworld Moon's light, Ryan found it somewhat amusing.
One of the Four Wind Gods. Which one exactly remained to be confirmed, but judging by the aura, it was most likely the God of the West Wind Zephyrus, who had been turned away at the door last time.
The other party had been there for quite a while. Ryan had simply remained in the Spiritual World and paid him no attention. But whether or not he was the God of the West Wind, Ryan could not understand why the other party dared to secretly monitor him in front of both him and a Primordial God.
Even Ryan, unless he hid himself in history, would vaguely be sensed by Gaia whenever he set foot in the Underworld Soil or upon the earth. The Wind God's concealment consisted mostly of altering his form. It might fool other gods, but before Ryan and a Primordial God, his presence could be seen at a glance.
"Should I deal with him?"
Nyx spoke indifferently from the side.
She was not interested in why Cronus had sent someone to monitor the Underworld Moon's movements. But after seeing her, the other party still dared to stay. That was a challenge to her authority.
"No need. I can more or less guess what he came