The world leaders had no idea Jiang Hao was gathering celestial bodies to create a singularity. They watched the star chart compiled by their countries' astronomical observatories as one shining star after another quietly went dark, leaving patches of gray that stood out against the night sky. Their hearts sank further with each one.
At this rate, Blue Star would soon find itself in the middle of a cosmic pileup.
"The only option now is to ask a god for help."
At another meeting, a theologian said gravely, "And that god must be at least on the level of a Creator God. Anyone below that level won't be able to stop those two from fighting."
The leaders of Egypt, Greece, the United States, Universe Country, and the newly invited Britain, Gaul, and other nations all turned toward the remaining leaders.
"As everyone knows, the real God of the Forest, Vidar, is dead. The god now wearing Vidar's identity is Lucifer, the former King of Angels. He is not a god we Norsemen have worshipped for generations."
"All I can say is that I'll do my best to ask him to intervene in the war between Zeus and Pallas. But please don't get your hopes up."
Icelandic president Anderson Streicher's voice was equally heavy.
The other leaders nodded. Everyone present knew Lucifer was impersonating Vidar, but that was precisely why they had pinned their hopes on him.
After all, the real Vidar's standing among the Norse Gods was, at best, comparable to Apollo's among the Olympian Gods. And Apollo could not last even one move against Zeus.
"I've already asked High Priestess Reiko to pray to the great Amenominakanushi for intervention. But I can't promise you that he'll interfere in the war between Zeus and Pallas. We Eastern Isles Gods have