Beyond the Toril Plane.
When the many deities sensed Green shielding himself from their perceptions with the Origin Force, their expressions grew even more inscrutable. They looked as though they were settling in to enjoy the show.
The God of Dominion hadn't revealed his Divine Realm and had chosen the safest course. That meant Bane was the one in for trouble.
The God of Dominion only needed to develop for a little longer, allowing his power to accumulate, and Bane would be utterly finished.
Meanwhile, in the silvery Astral Realm, Bane's expression darkened even further when he sensed Green's actions.
Bane had been waiting here in the hope that this newly ascended God of Dominion, driven by arrogance and conceit, would establish his Divine Realm right before the eyes of all the gods.
Deities of dominion often had the flaws of conceit and arrogance.
Even Bahamut, King of Good Dragons and the symbol of legitimate kingship, had this same flaw.
But the God of Dominion, despite being a Red Dragon, hadn't shown even a trace of arrogance.
"Damn it, is this really a Red Dragon?" Bane cursed aloud.
The other deities present, especially some of the deities of the Dragon Race, couldn't help but nod in agreement.
Unable to go after Green directly, Bane had no choice but to let it go. He gave a cold snort and vanished from the Astral Realm.
Now he had to return to his own Divine Realm and prepare to deal with Green's attack.
After Bane disappeared, the rest of the gods also vanished one after another.
With no more entertainment to watch, the gods had no reason to stay.
Inside the Astral Realm passage.
As soon as he entered the passage, Green felt the World Force boil over. The immense World Force