"Come to think of it, the strongest power level in this world was surprisingly plain and unremarkable when it came to fighting."
Watching the center of the distant battlefield, Klon could not help but complain:
"They said there would be a grand entrance when the time came, but in the end, we only came out to help clean up some scraps."
Bernard tilted his head slightly and stroked his chin as he analyzed:
"Do you remember how Adam once said that the finest ingredients often required only the simplest cooking methods? Could cultivation be the same? Thinking about it carefully, it probably only looked simple, but in reality..."
"In reality, it was simple too."
Adam's voice came from the center of the battlefield, accompanied by a continuous barrage of blows:
"Yahweh's ritual had failed from the start. He was on the wrong path, where continuing forward would only lead him further astray, yet turning back was not something he could really do. You could say he had turned a dead end into two dead ends."
"When he woke this time, I frightened Him while He was still unclear-headed. Instinct compelled Him to make a change. Even if it meant going even more horribly wrong, He could not simply sit and wait for death, which was why He ended up like this."
The powers of various systems had been forcibly fused through the ritual. Unlike Adam, who possessed both status and a complete plan, Yahweh had no ability to control the result of that fusion.
Thus, Yahweh had successfully turned himself from a Creator who might awaken at any moment, though fully awakening was highly unlikely, into a blind, idiotic lump similar to Azathoth.
If He had truly gained invincible power, it would be hard to say whether He had profited