"Tell me, why did you seal yourself away?" Silly Cat was curious.
As a deity whose domain included cats, his curiosity was just like a cat's.
Little Spider, perched on his head, did not answer. Instead, she asked, "Where were you when that wall grew thicker?"
"In the Mortal World. You knew that, didn't you?"
"I stayed in the Abyss."
"Oh..."
Benevolent deities like them would establish Divine Kingdoms on the Plane of the gods. But evil, chaotic gods like the Spider Queen, who had come from the Abyss, generally made the Abyss their stronghold. The Underdark, for instance, was both a layer of the infinite Abyss and Spider Queen Lolth's Divine Kingdom.
Silly Cat reached a startling conclusion. "The gods in the Abyss weren't affected by the turmoil!?"
As everyone knew, spiders usually had four pairs of eyes, so she could show four times as much disdain.
But as everyone also knew, cats could only see the fan-shaped area in front of them. Silly Cat noticed none of the disdain above his head.
"Use that pitiful excuse for a brain. If the evil gods weren't affected, would I have ended up like this?"
"You're a spider! What right do you have to call me stupid? You don't even have a brain!"
"So you're beneath even a spider," Little Spider mocked.
The two deities, each with tens of millions of believers, bickered like children again, their voices scattered by the wind.
Even with only the last stretch of Iron Chain left, Silly Cat took another two days to reach the true bottom. Fortunately, they still possessed faint traces of Divine Power and could ignore their physical needs.
"The poisonous fog is up ahead. How do we get through?" Silly Cat asked.
From afar, the fog was an unsettling dark green.