As the nominal leader of the Alliance of Gods, the Lord of Xinluo naturally did not want to see the alliance trampled underfoot by others.
But relying on himself alone, it would be difficult to stand against Huanyu Territory.
He knew that if the entire alliance was not united, the Alliance of Gods would sooner or later decline.
Yet when he looked at these allies before him, all of whom looked utterly dejected, the Lord of Xinluo felt powerless.
These people had already been beaten down. They had lost all their spirit.
They had never been strong-willed to begin with. Otherwise, they would not have been among the first to defect to the Divine Prison.
Taking advantage of the strong and bullying the weak was what they excelled at. The moment they hit a wall, they would choose to go around it.
However, when he saw the Village Mountain Lord, the Lord of Xinluo suddenly had an idea and spoke:
"Lord Huanyu will definitely not let us off."
"I believe you can all see it as well. He harbors a pure hostility toward believers."
"Furthermore, according to the information I obtained, this man has an enormous interest in angels."
"We can hide for a while, but not forever."
"As long as there are angels in our territories, Lord Huanyu will come looking for trouble sooner or later."
Angels were the lifeblood of the Supreme Lords.
Without angels, not only would their strength be greatly reduced, but the development of their territories would also be restricted.
The believers of the Church of Truth were a living example.
As for why the Lord of Xinluo knew that Huang Yu was interested in angels, he had simply guessed it at random.
At a time like this, whatever posed the greatest threat to the