"Red Sage" had gone mad?!
He had to be mad!
Otherwise, how would He dare take the initiative to strike at an Hour-God?!
In an instant, the Apostles of both the allied and enemy camps were shocked by Gilan's words and actions.
Yet, considering his past experiences and usual conduct, it did not seem all that surprising... After all, daring to retaliate against an Hour-God perfectly embodied Red Sage's arrogant, unruly, and utterly unscrupulous nature.
It gave people the feeling that this was exactly who He was.
"What a fool, courting death."
At that moment, the October Apostle "God-Praise," Ashirs, clad in black robes and wearing a skull mask, sneered.
Deep down, He acknowledged that Red Sage was indeed powerful. Whether in the current era or ages past, He stood in a class of His own among ninth-sequence Apostles.
He knew he was no match for Gilan, and likely no Apostle could stand against him... Even an Apostle as powerful as Saber Chief Edwin Holment would find it difficult to defeat him.
But likewise, Ashirs did not believe Red Sage could be a match for an Hour-God.
After all, Hour-Gods were the very laws that sustained the operation of this world. As an Apostle who possessed merely a trace of lawful authority through the Crown, how could He contend with the very source of power?
It was simply laughable!
That was why He believed Gilan was courting death.
And it was not just Ashirs. World-Painting Girl Avril and Saber Chief Edwin also wore mocking expressions.
Meanwhile, Helmet King, having failed to stop Gilan's "reckless act" in time, had a flash of annoyance pass through His melancholy blue eyes beneath His engraved silver faceplate.
Salt Spring Elder and Furnace King exchanged glances, their faces solemn.
Within the void of the Divine