The Chief Judge of the Church of Combat Tribunal, one of the last remaining Pure-blood Giants, and the "Glorious One" Boris Vassika, who had once beaten Abner to a pulp, casually accepted the "Last Supper," showing no respect for the God of Combat.
Seeing this, Grand Patriarch Larion furrowed his brows slightly, but ultimately said nothing more. He only emphasized, "I hope you can remember the mission you bear."
"Tell Badheil not to worry. Since I've obtained '0-13,' I'll fulfill my promise and hold back the Sanguine Ancestor, as well as the possible arrival of the 'Chained God.'" Boris glanced at the holy emblem of the God of Combat and replied with a smile.
Unable to tolerate his "blasphemy" of directly addressing a God by his true name any longer, Larion reprimanded him, "Even if your true identity is one of the Lord's... you still shouldn't be so disrespectful!"
"And what can disrespect do? Even if he wants to punish me, he'll have to wait until the divine war is over." Boris scoffed, then continued, "By the way, pass along a message for me. Consider it a warning..."
"What?" Larion had originally intended to expel him from the "Twilight Giant Palace," but after hearing the second half of his sentence, he still patiently asked.
"What are you doing? Pulling the 'Hidden Sage' into an alliance isn't a good choice!"
In the Astral World, within a kingdom shrouded in twilight.
The God of Combat, Badheil, whose body was taller than a mountain peak, sat in a palace formed from orange-yellow light and listened to Grand Patriarch Larion's report.
Since he had long ago guessed that the so-called Boris Vassika was his youngest brother—the "Glorious One" Bradel, who had once cursed the Ancient Sun God to his face—he did not become