After briefly making an appearance at the celebration banquet, Zhao Fu returned to the Myriad Gods Palace to gather information on the attitudes of all sides toward this matter.
Zhao Fu now cared greatly about what the various factions thought. If there was a better solution, he did not want to take the path of being besieged. Before, he had had no choice—there had only been that one road to take.
This time, the Pantheon of Myriad Gods had been invited to help the Star God Faction destroy the Fire God Faction, and no one had much to say about it. Since they had not proactively started a war against anyone, the Pantheon of Myriad Gods had indeed fulfilled its earlier promise to coexist peacefully with the other factions.
Thinking of this, Zhao Fu could not help but smile. The Pantheon of Myriad Gods could take the path of alliances, turning enemies into friends before slowly eroding them away and swallowing them whole in the end.
Those unwilling to form alliances could be regarded as enemies. The Pantheon of Myriad Gods could join forces with other gods to attack them, then split their factions evenly among themselves afterward. Quite a few factions would likely be interested.
He had originally planned to discuss this with the gods of the Star God Faction later, as they were already the Pantheon of Myriad Gods' first allies. But on second thought, if he said it outright, would that not make his ambition far too obvious?
After considering it, he decided that the Pantheon of Myriad Gods should not be the one to raise the matter. Instead, they would use some means to make the other factions propose it themselves.
Then there were the gains from this war. The Pantheon of Myriad Gods had obtained