"Bang..."
After a soft sound, the Jealousy Demon God shed all his disguises and returned to his original form: thin and scrawny, like a Chihuahua.
After taking a long breath and letting out a conspicuous hiss that drew everyone's attention, he asked in a subtle tone:
"You bastard, do you even know what you're saying?"
"I can still agree with spreading seeds to replicate sandboxes and all that..."
"But releasing Demon Progenitor Abhoth's true body and having it crash into the real world..."
"Big bro, are you sure the Authority of 'Pride' you wield hasn't gone to your head?"
Faced with the doubt, Pride merely shook his head.
"Get this straight. I'm not discussing this with you."
"This is a notification."
Not a discussion, but a notification...
The other five Demon Gods fell silent again, exchanging glances.
In the end, it was still the most talkative Jealousy Demon God who spoke first.
"If you do this, you'll destroy the real world."
"That is merely one possibility." For once, the Demon God of Pride set aside his arrogant manner and explained with limited patience:
"Just as when Lust gives birth to the complete divinity of the True Demon Sacred Body, the six of us will be crushed to death as easily as six insects."
"There isn't much difference between the two outcomes."
"We have gentler options..." The Jealousy Demon God began to panic, fear gradually creeping into his bulging eyes. "We could watch the situation first, or cross that bridge when we come to it..."
"I already said it." The Demon God of Pride cut him off forcefully.
"I'm not discussing this with you. I'm merely notifying you."
"Even if none of you help me, I'll do it anyway."
"Then why did you tell us not to argue before? Why did