Lend Her a Hand

Damn it!

How could Pello, that Mule Bro, be so eloquent? His mouth was practically dripping with honey.

But then again, Mule Bro was always on the front lines, charging ahead. Even if his combat strength was debatable, his attitude was certainly commendable. He deserved credit for his efforts, if not for outright achievements.

Lein couldn't possibly refute Mule Bro's flattering words.

Lein gave a suave smile, "Cooperation for mutual benefit, that's order. Facing the Chaos Army, every citizen of order is part of a shared destiny."

"Right! A shared destiny!" Pello, with great tacit understanding, didn't mention his future plan to make Lein his boss. After all, Lein, this Outer Realm God King, hadn't yet revealed his divine might as a God King. Until then, Pello couldn't speak of it. Otherwise, how could he face his own angels?

Pello was truly grateful to Lein.

To think that a quasi-God King level being like Horus was about to become his subordinate – it was impossible for him not to be happy.

However, another issue worried Pello: "Indeed, what about the world-class Chaos God? We encountered it once before. Back then, we gathered all the gods with powerful divine power and expended a vast amount of divine power just to barely kill it. And after its death, its remains spawned a batch of powerful Chaos Battle Marshals, like that Abaddon. I fear that Imas Planet will also become a Chaos God..."

There was one more thing Pello dared not say – if a world-class Chaos God were to reach the Chaos Mother Star, the Chaos Gods would likely be forced into a defensive struggle again.

Although Pello was accustomed to being the "pressure absorber" of the God Realm, who would want to play a losing game if they didn't have to?