Frieren had taken leave and departed, which was hardly surprising to Duanmu Huai. As for whether anything would go wrong over there, Duanmu Huai felt that was unlikely. After all, he had given Frieren a Reconnaissance Fleet and a regiment of Night Watch. In Duanmu Huai's opinion, that was more than enough to thoroughly deal with the Demon Race on that planet from beginning to end.
Still, he hoped they could gain some experience.
Duanmu Huai frowned and sighed silently. What he wanted now was not experience for himself, but for all the members of the Inquisition to grow as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, Human Worlds on the brink of destruction were not so easy to find. At present, the Inquisition's forces basically crushed their opposition almost everywhere, and only in multiracial worlds where many races coexisted, like Faerûn, would they show a little respect to the other gods.
Of course, not much.
Although he had also dispatched Scout Fleets, the universe was simply too vast... Duanmu Huai sighed silently and stood up.
However, just then, a notification suddenly popped up in front of Duanmu Huai.
Alert: Support request detected. Connect?
A support request? Who? Where did it come from?
Looking at the vague and inexplicable system prompt before him, Duanmu Huai frowned. But after thinking about it, he had nothing better to do lately anyway... Going to take a look might not be a bad idea?
With that thought, Duanmu Huai put on his equipment, then reached out and clicked Confirm.
The next moment, Duanmu Huai's figure vanished from in front of his desk.
When Duanmu Huai opened his eyes again, he was standing in a pure-white space. In front of him stood a golden-haired woman. Her lips had gone pale, her face was ashen, and she stared at