"I fucking said the Abyss shattered!!!"
The [God of Light] screamed himself hoarse at the [God of Magic]: "You bastard! If you hadn't opposed us, we'd have returned to the Divine Realm long ago!"
"We wouldn't have to face this!"
"***!"
The [God of Magic] ignored the [God of Light]'s hysterical, shrewish tirade.
After accepting reality,
only one question remained in his mind.
"Why did the Abyss shatter now?"
According to his plan, the Abyss would inevitably shatter someday, and he would use that moment to carry out a great purge of the divinities and the Divine Realm.
But it couldn't happen now.
The [God of Magic] hadn't even finished his preparations.
He was stunned.
Especially when he recalled how he had just celebrated, the God of Magic felt as sick as if he had swallowed a fly.
He had imagined countless reasons for his own failure. The Abyss shattering was not among them.
The [God of Light]'s hoarse screams still echoed in his ears.
The [God of Darkness] was much the same, sighing endlessly.
They were suffering more than if their parents had died.
With a thought, the [God of Magic] waved his hand and cut off contact with the two [Supreme Gods].
Standing in his Chaos Space, the [God of Magic] had already accepted that the Abyss had shattered.
The [God of Magic] began recalling how everything seemed to have gone against his expectations from the moment the [Divine Court] revived ahead of schedule.
Starting with the revival of the [Divine Court]'s First Layer.
It was no exaggeration to say that every revival of the [Divine Court] had contradicted his plans.
At every step, it was as though an unseen hand was driving these events from behind the scenes.
"Was it the Divine Realm?"
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