Once the pleasantries were over, it was time to discuss serious business—namely, how exactly the human gods had breached the Mystery Pantheon's divine kingdom, "Seven-Colored Springs," and how the spoils would be divided.
Sui Xiong was interested in the former; Wenna was interested in the latter.
Naturally, the God of Heroes spoke of the former first. Though giving up a portion of the benefits was unavoidable, it was always good to delay it for as long as possible. He knew full well that, when facing the War Pantheon's professionals who scraped the ground three feet deep, there was absolutely no chance of secretly swallowing the choicest spoils. Still, even if he could only stall for a little while and make the War Pantheon wait a bit longer, it made him feel better.
"We had actually been planning this for a long time." He silently arranged his words, then spoke unhurriedly. "Back when the Lord of Mysteries destroyed the Elf Pantheon, our lord had already ascended to godhood. Even then, he found it puzzling: the Lord of Mysteries was clearly not especially powerful, so why did he possess such astonishing strength?"
Wenna and Sui Xiong could not help nodding. They had been very curious about that as well.
The Lord of Mysteries was absolutely not an especially powerful god—there was no question about that. Truly powerful gods—such as the previous Sun God—could fight the Lord of Glory to a deadlock, shaking the gods with terror and awe before finally being defeated and perishing. Someone like the Lord of Mysteries, whose divine kingdom had been breached in less than two hours and who had even been defeated, subdued, and forced to surrender—calling him powerful?
Heh heh.
"Our lord studied him in secret for a long time and finally concluded that there were