The Endless Heavenly Stairway.
Above a heavenly realm bathed in light, built through the laws of magnetic gravity and levitation.
A white life-form radiating light, like an incarnation of radiance itself, sat high upon a throne.
As it watched the Sky Light Gate constantly taking in and releasing its people, energy rippled across its enormous white face, whose features were impossible to discern.
"Have all the instances connected to the outside world been closed?"
"How many believers and members of the Divine Race have yet to evacuate?"
Its voice rang like a clear, ethereal holy bell.
With the laws of light under its control, its every movement seemed to make the entire world flicker between light and darkness.
"God Master, only about sixty percent of the Divine Race have agreed to close their instances. They're evacuating with the humans from those instances."
"But many Gods still refuse to believe it. Some have even declared that they'll defend their Divine Kingdoms to the death and make sure Lin An returns in defeat. Some even..."
His expression turned strange.
A hunched, two-headed old man looked utterly speechless, as though he could not even bring himself to repeat those fools' words.
Indeed.
Quite a few of the fugitive Divine Race had heard how powerful Lin An was, but with so little time to react...
Their first response had not been fear. Instead, they had immediately concluded that Lin An must possess some kind of treasure.
The instance mechanics were unique, and beings of any level could meet their downfall within them. Many members of the Divine Race simply planned to ambush Lin An. If he dared to fight his way in, they would immediately trigger their instances' crises and kill him through a surprise attack.
But...
"Idiots!"
**"Don't they know the Mutants have