Several hours passed before Anse awoke from meditation.
He connected to the Spirit Network and read through the controversy Sacos had forwarded to him, silently shaking his head.
"So this was why the gods used to find me so annoying."
He was a godslayer himself and lacked any reverence for deities. Whenever he faced a deity or an avatar, he always remained calm and unruffled.
With so many trump cards at his disposal, he instinctively believed he would never die, nor did he consider gods anything particularly impressive.
That was a distinctive quality few natives of this world could possess.
Sometimes, however, that attitude was infuriating. He looked incredibly arrogant, practically begging for a beating, and left quite a few deities feeling offended and resentful. Femarel, the God of Exile and Isolation, was one such example.
"What goes around comes around," he couldn't help grumbling.
The Solar Mage's attitude toward him now was remarkably similar to his own attitude toward Femarel back then.
"I thought other people were arrogant, but I was the most arrogant one of all."
He mocked himself, then put the matter aside.
Opening his private messages, he found a message from Simulacrum No. 1. The Six-Armed Griffin, Kriel, had agreed to the trade and delivered three Genesis Cores.
Sacos had inspected them and found that these Genesis Cores were larger and better than the previous ones. Their energy density and total storage capacity had increased by at least thirty percent. Clearly, Kriel had grown stronger.
If only I could bring him into the Spirit Network, Anse mused.
Integrating Kriel's Divine Domain into the Spirit Network would undoubtedly bring crucial improvements, such as portable pocket spaces and forging workshops. No rush. He'll contact me himself sooner or later.
He teleported straight to Sanctuary No. 6 and ordered