Just as the fighting in the material world reached a lull, the countdown to the annulment of the frontier contract began in the gods' realms of the subspace.
Just as Murphy had guessed, during the fifteen-minute countdown, every New God did everything they could to swiftly arrange whatever needed arranging in their respective divine realms.
It was like an unexpected bout of decluttering.
Pack up what needed packing, throw away what needed throwing away.
The Abyssal Sea Celestial Venerable Ze was best off in this regard. Bent on revenge, the fellow had no blood descendants in his divine realm at all. The empty realm had only Triton and Vikanos's followers to evacuate, making him the perfect example of someone who could leave at a moment's notice, without a care in the world.
The calculating Avalon God had probably prepared for something like this long ago.
As soon as Murphy announced that the frontier contract was about to be annulled, the God of Nature began an orderly evacuation. In less than ten minutes, the place was completely cleared out.
Kulkan was the one with the biggest problem.
Her straightforward temperament meant she was hardly the sort to keep her home in order. Only now, in the middle of all the commotion, did she realize she had accumulated so many odds and ends in her divine realm over the past thousand years. She couldn't sort them out in time, and could only fume helplessly.
Fortunately, Old Su, who had been watching from the sidelines and couldn't bear it any longer, came up with a suggestion.
Why not wait until the divine realm closed, then scatter all her odds and ends across the astral plane and the material world?
She couldn't take them with her anyway. She might as well treat them as