Eternal Shackles

"Did you cast your vote?"

"I did."

They obeyed the command of the deity they worshipped.

They made way for that divine race according to the original plan.

"It's just a shame they were eliminated early... I'd originally wanted to see what kind of power that divine race favored by the Goddess possessed."

The Priest of Destiny glanced toward the Xuan Tribe's team. Seeing the bewildered faces of those people, she revealed a faint smile.

It wasn't without precedent for a Supreme Divine Race to be eliminated during the knockout stage.

After all, in completely random matchups, several Supreme Divine Races had encountered one another during the knockout stage. This had happened more than once or twice across the nearly hundred rounds of the Festival of the Gods.

Still... for a Supreme Divine Race to lose to an obscure minor divine race was certainly enough to leave the spectators utterly dumbfounded.

"I didn't expect the Goddess's contingency plan to actually be used..."

As the pope of Destiny's believers, the man himself had never expected such a day to come.

"They should be very surprised."

"Compared to them, it would be even worse if our plan were exposed."

"It's fine. The Goddess will handle this... probably."

Ignoring the waves of questions and exclamations surging through the venue, Destiny's divine race cast one last glance at the Xuan Tribe across the arena, then turned and returned to Destiny's temple...

"It's over?"

The final knockout match had ended in such a manner. Yetis looked at Ti in confusion.

"Mm... Human relations."

Signaling for the Xuan Tribe's people to remain calm, Ti understood the reason behind this victory, but the worry in her heart had not lessened in the slightest.

It seems we owe Lord Xuan God another favor...

But why had they