Arrived in Type-Moon, Now Out of Contact

"What do you think?" Whether Li Zihan would offer him support or not, Rama, who was going to challenge the God of Fate, asked the young man who could be considered the strongest help he could find.

"Take me with you. I'd also like to see what kind of Authority I can gain by killing the one who drives fate forward."

The Godslayer whom Pandora and the Prometheus brothers had once held in high regard smiled. Setting Athena's marriage trial aside, many of his own powers needed divine power to be completed.

"That's wonderful." A relieved expression appeared on Rama's face.

"Should we wait until you kill the resurrected Veleslava before setting out?"

"There's no need. Once we begin fighting the Goddess of Fate, he, who is connected to me by destiny, will naturally be summoned." The young man, who had already accepted that he would be ganged up on next, looked somewhat melancholy.

Poseidon, Veleslava, Susanoo, Yang Jian, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven—there were already so many with direct ties to him. When the time came, it would definitely turn into a complete mess.

Still, if he wanted to complete all his powers in one go, he really would need quite a few gods. Thinking of this, Li Zihan smiled as well.

"We'll leave now." Li Zihan snapped his fingers, and the heartless transmigration machine system opened a passage to the divine realm of fate.

At that same moment, in the divine realm of the God of Fate, an unprecedented gathering of gods appeared.

If anyone from a Mage Association in the Godslayer world saw this scene, they would surely be scared out of their wits.

A sovereign of the sea rode in a golden chariot pulled by white horses with bronze hooves and golden manes, a trident