"How did it feel?"
Edwin smiled and asked Klein across from him.
Klein sat opposite him, his back ramrod straight and his expression more solemn than ever.
A few minutes ago, Edwin had briefly gone over the clash between gods behind the Tingen City riots of the past few days.
Adam, Amon, the Collective Subconscious Sea, Artificial Angels.
Klein's scalp went numb as he gained a fresh understanding of just how dangerous this world was.
"Uh... wouldn't that make things pretty terrible?"
Klein took a deep breath and asked cautiously.
A Sequence One Writer, a Marauder that burrowed around everywhere, plus that steel monster hanging over Tingen City.
Those big shots had put the lives of tens of thousands on the table and gone all in. With even the slightest mistake, all of Tingen City would have become ruins by now.
"It was alright."
Edwin picked up the bottle on the table again and poured himself half a glass.
"What Adam and Amon pulled this time did expose quite a few things about me ahead of schedule.
But it was still within an acceptable range..."
Edwin replied.
Klein swallowed.
Just alright?
"Because of the Beyonder Potion System, the ruling class at the top of this world is very difficult to overthrow."
Edwin looked up at Klein.
Klein nodded. That was indeed true.
Because Beyonder Characteristics existed, high-ranking Beyonders were bound to become the ruling class.
If not for Emperor Roselle and the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, this world might have ended up like the Middle Ages.
"Firearms and cannons alone can hardly wrest power back from those people.
That's reality."
Edwin continued,
"Although I could kill them one by one and slaughter all those high-and-mighty lords.
It would be meaningless if I didn't completely solve the