So if Lake and Ego's war had been a so-called war to establish a nation,
then this time, without a doubt, it was a war to establish prestige.
No.
It should be considered a war to establish a style.
After all, Lake was a newly born celestial god who had emerged over the past several hundred thousand years. No one knew his way of doing things or his style as a celestial god. So rather than saying that this was a spontaneous alliance of Hell Lords who had caught the scent of blood, it would be more accurate to say that it was an alliance tacitly approved or even encouraged by the gods behind the scenes.
The Hell Lords wanted to make a big move.
And the gods watching Lake wanted to investigate his temperament.
These Hell Lords were merely pawns.
This was a game. The gods moving the pieces wanted to see how Lake would respond to such a situation. Would he adopt a conciliatory approach and let the Hell Lords take what they wanted, or would he refuse to compromise and fight to the bitter end?
The gods had their own circles as well.
It was just that...
The gods' social circles were made up of acquaintances. In other words, they only chose to associate with gods whose nature they understood. They would not easily deal with unfamiliar gods.
"The Soverin army has already reached the boundary between life and death."
"That isn't enough. They came with overwhelming force this time."
Hermione's eyes flickered as she said, "If this army of Hell Lords and their army of the dead takes even one step into Soverin territory, we count that as a loss!"
The flames of war absolutely could not be allowed to spread to Soverin.
They had to