"It wouldn't hurt to tell you. My name is Fenrir."
"You're Fenrir?!"
Sairi Rin, the strategist of the Demon King Alliance, could not help but cry out, her face immediately turning pale.
Fenrir was the most famous monstrous beast in Norse mythology, a gigantic wolf-shaped creature. Legend said that when he opened his jaws, his upper and lower fangs could brace against heaven and earth. Imprisoned by the gods for his savage nature, he only broke free during the final battle and swallowed Odin, the chief god.
In Little Garden, this monster's identity was even more terrifying. He had once been one of the strongest godslayers symbolizing Apocalypse Theory, an ultimate Demon King who had directly sent the once-thriving Norse God Group into decline.
Now, such a monster had come straight to their doorstep, giving her a deeply ominous feeling.
"I'm not the one associated with Ragnarok, so there's no need to be so afraid."
After activating Fenrir's Divinity, the wolf god—who had not been granted the status of the strongest godslayer—shook his head.
"Then, Lord Fenrir, what brings you to us?"
Unclear about the purpose of the Beast God before him, who possessed at least a top-tier Four-digit Divinity, Kalki asked this question.
"I'm merely inviting you to join my faction."
The man transformed into a wolf god bared his teeth. The grim white fangs that had slain Odin, king of the gods, in legend made Kalki, also an innate deity, instinctively take a step back.
"My apologies, but we already have a community of our own. We are very happy in our community, so we cannot accept your invitation."
Though deeply dissatisfied with the so-called alliance, Sairi Rin and Kalki gave an exceptionally firm refusal.
"Struggling away in a white-glove community that can be discarded as scrap by