Troublemaking, Devils are the Professionals!

Your Majesty God King Lein! Do you even hear yourself speak?

If the World's Child of the other world truly died as unjustly as you say, then I suppose the five Chaos Battle Groups that were wiped out before must have accidentally swum into a black hole and played themselves to death, right?

Every Sovereign inwardly roared with similar sentiments.

In any case, this scene highlighted that Lein spoke of Lein, and the gods believed their own.

Lein spoke his "truth" for a while. Sensing the subtle gazes of the Sovereigns, he couldn't be bothered to continue.

Even if you let me argue, I couldn't spin a little essay out of this!

He really did ram himself to death!

Lein simply put his hands on his hips. "Anyway, this is the fact as I see it. Whether you believe it or not is your business. I believe it, and my disciples will believe it too."

The seven disciples: "Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

The assembled Sovereigns: "As long as you're happy!"

Tyr was completely out of ideas with this Outer Realm God King, who should have had his title changed to God of Strategy. "We don't know anything about the World's Child. This matter should be handled by you, Lein. As long as it's beneficial to defeating the Chaos Lord, we support whatever you do."

"Oh, right, I have a small idea."

"Then let's do it," Luo Si chuckled.

Indeed, justice was only relative.

In the face of major issues, they could only be less than 'just' to the Aztec world.

Since even Tyr said so, the Sovereigns of other god systems would have no objections.

They could only secretly rejoice that the Outer Realm God King Lein was on their side, while mocking the miserable World's Child behind his back.