Horror Weird God looked surprised. Weird Gods did not eat beef to begin with—what did that have to do with His question?
Mother of Birth was also an old antique who never went online. She was equally baffled by the memes that Atases, that internet-surfing shut-in, was throwing around, so She could only remain silent.
Atases felt awkward. He rubbed his nose, then suddenly shook his head and sighed. Alas, these Weird Gods were no fun at all!
Did they not understand what it meant to keep up with the times?
What a bunch of people with no sense of humor.
If He had to say it, humans were still more fun. They spoke so well, were both absurd and great at memes, and always made Him burst out laughing.
If these humans were wiped out, who would entertain Him afterward?
And where would He find so many interesting, amusing memes to enjoy?
Atases cleared his throat, preparing to reorganize his words and state his position, but Horror Weird God no longer gave Him the chance.
In an instant, countless streams of data glowing with an eerie blue light erupted from Horror Weird God like chains, weaving into the phantom image of a massive cage in midair before descending over Atases.
"You do not know your own limits!" Horror Weird God's icy voice echoed throughout the space. Wherever those streams of data passed, the air let out piercing tearing sounds.
Atases's pupils contracted slightly. His figure shot backward like a ghost, while he raised a hand and conjured a pitch-black energy barrier.
With a thunderous boom, the energy barrier collided with the data-stream cage, erupting in blinding light and violent shockwaves. The surrounding space began to warp and distort, as though it might shatter at any moment.
Seeing this, Mother