The remaining seven Lords of Order and Chaos were scared out of their wits.
Scrambling frantically, they crushed the runes beneath their seats and scattered in streaks of light.
Lucifer stood beside the round table, wiping nonexistent cold sweat from his forehead with a white handkerchief.
He kicked Trigon beside him:
"Little Three, did you see that?"
"Be sharp when you guard the Divine Temple from now on. When Master uses a Divine Artifact as a brick to smack someone, he doesn't even wind up."
Lying on the floor, Trigon buried his head, covered in little pink flowers, between his forepaws and whimpered in a muffled voice:
"Woof... You're right to lecture me, Mafter. Little Three won't bark out of turn."
Amid the ruins of the great hall.
With half his head flattened, the god Nabu did not try to fight head-on.
His blue body of light abruptly disintegrated into an extremely thin golden timeline.
It plunged straight into the phantom of the [Multiverse River of Time] flowing beneath the round table!
Nabu's terrified roar came from upstream in the River of Time:
"Tyrant! My true spirit was anchored long ago at the source of time, at the very birth of the universe!
"As long as time endures, I shall exist eternally! Don't even think-"
"You think you're safe hiding in a sewer?"
Chu Men walked to the gap in the round table and looked down at the endlessly surging river beneath his feet.
The golden River of Time reflected the rise and fall of countless eons.
He rolled the right sleeve of his dressing gown up to his elbow, exposing his well-proportioned forearm.
"Back in my home village, when we pulled radishes, we took the roots and dirt with them."
Chu Men crouched and spread the five fingers of