"King of Abilities, shouldn't we be stopping him? Why aren't you doing anything when you've already found the Altar?"
The Sea Goddess asked in bewilderment, "If necessary, you can resurrect me at any time."
"Because I want Chthon to resurrect you. Then, at the critical moment, you'll backstab Chthon and deal him a devastating blow."
Andrew said, "This time, our opponent isn't just Chthon. There are other powerful enemies, too, so we have to use some special methods."
Given the Sea Goddess's personality, she certainly wouldn't want to stab anyone in the back, especially when that Altar was absorbing her followers' souls. But when she thought of the situation in Miami, she fell silent.
The Sea Goddess had grown, after all. She said, "King of Abilities, I don't object to your plan, but I'm worried I won't be able to pull it off. I can't act."
"Don't worry. You won't need to act when the time comes."
Andrew said, "Just wait and see. This war will only truly begin once the Altar appears. Right now, this is nothing more than a warm-up."
The Sea Goddess gazed at the raging battlefield, speechless. Her followers and the Ability Users of the Six Great Powers were risking their lives, yet in Andrew's eyes, it was merely a warm-up.
I can't treat everyone like chess pieces.
The Sea Goddess sighed inwardly and made a decision. From now on, she would leave such matters to Andrew, Locke, and the others. As for her, she would simply serve as a figurehead and a fighting force. Scheming, plotting, and commanding wars were all things she was no good at.
Although the Sea Goddess was proud, she still knew her own limitations. She didn't believe gods surpassed humans in every respect. When it came to scheming, humans were