The Zoroastrianism war god, who was bound to become enemies with many god groups sooner or later and even looked forward to them attacking him, smiled faintly.
White Night Yaksha furrowed her brows, the pace at which she waved her folding fan noticeably quickening. Then she asked Li Zihan a seemingly unrelated question.
"Kid, you know Alger has already merged into the Greek God Group's cosmology, right?"
Every god group had its own cosmology. Everything that disregarded the laws of the material world and manifested was governed by the rules of that cosmology.
"Indeed. If she hadn't lost to Athena and been forced to merge into the Greek God Group's cosmology, Alger wouldn't have fallen to her current state."
The war god, who knew certain matters very well, spoke calmly.
Smack!
With a crisp sound, White Night Yaksha slapped the table and said,
"Then you should know that Alger has already merged into the Greek God Group's cosmology. What you're doing is provoking them!"
"So what? Can Typhon, the Ancestor of All Demons, come down from the second level of Little Garden to kill me?"
The young man, who would directly reach two digits once he finished analyzing Little Garden's laws of victory and war and gathered the corresponding Authorities into himself, spoke unhurriedly.
"That won't happen. But you'll completely enrage Athena, the Goddess of War and Wisdom—one of the Twelve Olympian Gods, who can rival Zeus, the leader of the Greek God Group."
The folding fan in White Night Yaksha's hand paused involuntarily.
Gods and demons whose strength had reached the Omnipotence Domain—that was, three digits—could not come to the lower levels of Little Garden unless they chose to descend as spirits or sealed themselves.
Their power had already exceeded what the lower levels could withstand. The moment they