"An Highgod?" Sean said in surprise.
But he quickly understood. The previous Plane Overseer had been killed, so the Lord God's army in Hell would naturally be more cautious. It was normal for them to send down a Highgod.
"He found me as soon as he arrived and asked me a few things. I haven't told him everything yet," Berwit said.
"Tell him what you should. He'll find out sooner or later," Sean said, unconcerned.
So what if he was a Highgod? Even if a Five-Star Fiend showed up right now, he'd be about as strong as Sean.
As for a Six-Star Fiend becoming the Plane Overseer? How could that be possible?
"My lord, he's asking you to go meet him now," Berwit said cautiously.
"Oh, looks like he wants to put all the powerful people in this plane in their place," Sean said with a smile.
That was only natural. Who wouldn't want to be number one, with everyone listening to them?
Sean was no different. It was just that everyone had their own way of handling things. Someone good-tempered might not make much of it, or at most give the other person a reprimand. Someone with a bad temper would kill them outright.
Plane Overseers didn't just look after the teleportation arrays. They also needed enough strength to keep an entire plane in check. Otherwise, if they were killed every few days, the Higher Planes' administrators would be overwhelmed.
Still, under normal circumstances, an ordinary Midgod was more than enough.
Sean was an exception. Lesilia was one too, though without Sean's manifestation, she wouldn't have been able to leave.
If a genius like Lesilia hadn't been imprisoned in the Plane Prison, she would most likely have gone to the Higher Planes early on to pursue a higher level