A deafening roar swept across the Main Plane. The kingdoms of the gods trembled under the minds of mortals ascending to godhood, and more gods turned their gazes down from their Divine Kingdoms to witness a spectacle unseen in a million years.
In the million years since the Main Plane's birth, so many had never ascended to godhood at once.
Waves of black light rose from across the Main Plane. The orbs, some darker than others, shone without cease. Layer upon layer of light fell over humanity, stirring twisted desires in people's hearts for no apparent reason.
Some flew into a rage and attacked everything in sight. Some stared greedily at other people's wealth. Some devoured every scrap of food they could reach, as ravenous as starving ghosts who could never be filled. Others coupled as though spring had arrived...
In an instant, every creature on the Main Plane succumbed.
Under Radiance's influence, they became slaves to their desires and indulged every sudden urge.
The Devil Lords of the Nine Hells seized the chance to absorb Faith in a frenzy. They ignited divine flames, seeking to complete their transformations.
Jiang Hao cast his gaze toward the Main Plane and saw six golden figures shining like little suns in the night, radiating dazzling Radiance.
Only six? No, seven. Seven spoke just now. Belial has hidden himself from me—or rather, from the gods... Once Jiang Hao identified those ascending, realization dawned on him.
The Nether Scroll really can conceal Belial from the gods.
Jiang Hao watched the golden figures rise and considered his options.
Should I stop them?
Asmodeus's goal was obvious: at the instant they became gods, he would consume them and turn them into his Avatars. He would thereby gain control of Gluttony, Lust, Greed, Sorrow, Sloth, Conceit, and Pride,