Qin Mingshen shook his head. "Those like you who submit to gods will never understand."
His violet eyes gazed toward the heavens, as though they could cross endless dimensions and glimpse the supreme [Fate].
"I have awaited the descent of [Fate] for a long time..."
Fate Painter's expression changed abruptly. He stared at Qin Mingshen in horror, his heart already churning with stormy waves.
"Y-You want to slay a god!?"
Qin Mingshen offered no explanation, as if calmly stating a fact.
"I am already invincible in the mortal world. After Divine Gestation, I will ask the gods whether there is any place in this Divine Realm where I might be defeated."
Thud...
The ebony folding fan fell to the ground at some point.
Fate Painter stared in shock at the figure in a dark purple suit seated upon the bronze throne. Within his trembling pupils was reflected a madman who sought to slay gods!
"Pass down the order. Launch a full-scale assault on the Federation Government." Qin Mingshen issued his command as usual.
Fate Painter did not move, merely standing where he was with a complicated expression.
"What? You no longer want [Fate] to descend?"
Fate Painter found it absurd. He had never expected that, after his identity as one chosen by a god was exposed, Qin Mingshen would not purge him but would instead allow him to continue his mission.
He could not understand the other man's thinking, but he knew this outcome was highly favorable to him.
He took a deep breath. "Fine. Since our goals align, I will continue helping you strategize. But you have not obtained 008, and Du Jingzhe has not obtained the Thought Eye.
Without the destinies of two gods as a trigger, disrupting the fate of all living beings will not be enough