Worse Than Thanos

Shen Mo did not mind the members having ambitions that surpassed his own. If anything, having such ambitions was a good thing.

Because they could never surpass him.

So they would carry those ambitions with them and become perfect wage workers.

Of course, Shen Mo did not display this confidence. Hope still had to be given. For example, at this moment, Hela saw it not as Shen Mo believing she could not surpass him, but as him believing that it would not matter even if she did.

"It's hard to imagine that a God like this exists." Hela looked at Shen Mo. Although she knew that the only suitable path before her was already clear, she still harbored doubts.

Doubts about the purpose of the God before her.

A ruler's trust could only be built upon strength. When they lacked confidence in their own power, every king became suspicious.

"Have you not already experienced my power?"

Shen Mo raised his palm, and a tiny star appeared in it, radiating a terrifying heat identical to that of a true stellar core.

"When every wish has already been fulfilled, all that remains is emptiness. We call ourselves beings who transcend everything, yet we do not believe that we have transcended everything. Nurturing those with potential is merely one of the many methods of seeking a path forward."

At that moment, the emptiness in Shen Mo's eyes seemed to truly touch Hela.

There were no emotions, no wishes. Everything was but an instant within those eyes.

"I truly cannot imagine the realm you speak of, but perhaps I will immensely enjoy the process of pursuing it." Hela finally smiled. It was charming yet sent shivers down one's spine, because blazing ambition burned within it.

She had completely believed him.

After all, she had