Killing intent sharpened in Imu's eyes as it murmured flatly, "Those ants who stole the Winged God's remains and dared call themselves the Divine Race, who profaned divine might and usurped divine status, must all die."
At that moment, its true intentions were laid completely bare.
It had never been helping Joy Boy protect the world or save its people. It simply could not tolerate mortals profaning the gods and trampling on their dignity.
From beginning to end, it and Joy Boy had never been on the same side.
Joy Boy fought for the people, with tenderness in his heart and compassion for all living things.
Imu acted only for the gods, treating others with cold indifference and revering divine might alone.
With its mind made up, Imu lingered no longer.
A faint light flashed over its body, and its form began a complete transformation.
Its wings folded away, its body reshaped, its aura vanished, and its appearance changed.
In a single instant, the aloof divine bird disappeared entirely.
In its place stood an unfamiliar man, tall and straight-backed, draped in a pitch-black robe, his indistinct face cold and stern, his entire being shrouded in boundless mystery.
The black robe concealed his body and true appearance. His aura was unfathomable, and every movement carried the supreme pressure of one who looked down upon all living beings from above.
His transformation complete, the black-robed Imu murmured indifferently.
"An age of chaos has begun. The established order has collapsed."
"To stabilize the order of heaven and earth and reset the rules of this world, I must indeed begin laying my plans ahead of time, selecting useful people and planting my pieces."
"God, rest assured. I will not allow this world to descend further into chaos!"
"The world must remain under the order