The Death Born of a Thousand-Year Sea of Sand: God of the End and the Cold Moon! Hades, the Plague Lord, Makes His Entrance!

The surprise came completely out of nowhere!

Murphy had assumed that Hades would need him to make an appearance in person before the divine authority could be bound. After all, the Frontier Contract had only been signed once, hundreds of years ago, by the Sentinel Legion. The fact that they had never tried again proved that the legion had abandoned the plan.

After Murphy had stumbled into possession of Artificial Divine Authority No. 7, he and Triss had concluded that, for him to use it, he would have to go make his presence known to the Sentinel Legion.

Mosna, who joined them later, had confirmed that assumption.

According to the amnesiac Sentinel, even if Commander Murphy made an appearance, Miss Flinders, the Sentinel Legion's Grand Think Tank, might not agree to help.

After all, Murphy's administrators belonged to a different system from the Sentinel Legion. Until his administrator authority was upgraded to "Creator," he theoretically had no power to compel them to do anything, and the Sentinel Legion had no reason to humor him.

It was precisely because of these conclusions that Murphy had been certain he needed to step in. But the facts seemed to prove that this had all been wishful thinking on his part.

The Grand Think Tank was actually very easy to deal with!

As soon as Hades submitted the application, Miss Flinders approved it.

The speed of this "divine employment approval" was enough to make all the public-service departments in the real world feel ashamed.

In any case, as Murphy and Hades stood there completely unprepared, Artificial Divine Authority No. 7 began to shine with indescribable brilliance. The moment the light came on, visions appeared before Murphy's eyes.

In one vision, he saw the Creator standing within a halo, hammering away at some strange object.