"God... God King! Something terrible has happened!"
As the shout rang out, Skurge came running out of the Bifrost with a black axe in hand. "God King! Something huge has happened!"
"Hm?"
Fang Mo was carrying Gungnir around and poking through trash. Hearing someone call him, he looked into the distance. "Butcher? When did you get here?"
"...Butcher?"
Executioner Skurge froze for a moment, but quickly realized Fang Mo was clearly talking to him. He hurriedly set down his axe and dropped to one knee. "God King, something terrible has happened. Lady Hela is declaring war on the Aug Group!"
"What?"
Fang Mo was taken aback. "What the hell is the Aug Group?"
"Uh..."
Executioner Skurge seemed confused as well. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I think it's some kind of cosmic bioengineering company. Their people had a conflict with the Second Prince in the Void Dimension... and apparently injured his arm?"
"Loki?"
Fang Mo looked even more bewildered. "Wait, why did he go to the Void Dimension?"
"Huh?"
Executioner Skurge looked rather confused. "Didn't you send him there, Your Majesty? He was supposed to escort The Grandmaster and hand him over to his brother, I think."
"Oh, right. I remember now."
Only then did Fang Mo belatedly recall it. His expression immediately changed, and he violently jabbed his trident into the ground beside him. "This is rebellion! They dared hurt my most beloved youngest son! That damn, inherently evil Aug Group, I'll—"
As he spoke, Fang Mo casually drew a massive blood-red greatsword.
"Please calm down, God King. Calm down."
Skurge was clearly startled and hurriedly advised, "I'm sure they fear your divine might as well, but the most urgent thing now is for you to return and take charge. Whether you want Lady Hela to march