"Of course." Li Zihan nodded.
The so-called "astr" was the power to save the world bestowed upon humanity by the gods, as well as the prototype of the Third Permanent Mechanism.
For someone who was himself a Demon King embodying the Third Perpetual Motion Engine, tracing things back to their source and dispelling the blessing of the stars on Dagda's great cauldron was merely a casual matter.
"Then I accept."
The Halloween Queen, a born troublemaker, had an unprecedented surge of excitement in her eyes, which seemed to gather the green of mountains and the blue of the vast sea.
Opportunities to wreak havoc to her heart's content with someone covering for her were rare!
Meanwhile, in the western region of Little Garden.
A kimono-clad little girl with short silver hair and a God King who looked like a washed-up middle-aged man rode in an ox cart pulled by a weather bull bearing divinity, arriving at the land said to have been transformed into Dystopia.
After Dystopia's Demon King had fallen, the White Night King and Mikado Indra rode their ox cart to the battlefield.
P.S.: For various reasons, there might only be one update today.
Waiting, with Great Expectations
In the lower levels of Little Garden—uh, somewhere that probably counted as the western region.
The God King, wearing an intentionally unbuttoned shirt beneath a suit jacket, and the Star Spirit with short silver hair dressed in a kimono stood before land that did not quite match their memories, speechless for a long while.
"Hey, useless god, are you sure this is Little Garden's western region?"
White Night Yaksha, who had arrived by Indra's ox cart before a land that was both unfamiliar and familiar, looked somewhat lost.
"Probably..."
Indra's voice involuntarily carried a hint of uncertainty as he stared