The Void Divine Realm was a virtual space created by the gods for communication and trade.
At that moment, the Void Divine Realm was packed with gods. These were not their true bodies, of course, but manifestations of slivers of their thoughts.
In the seat of honor, Tyr, the God of War who had called the gathering, looked at the assembled gods and cleared his throat. "Everyone, I assume you all know what happened."
"Hoder, Manni, and Modi have fallen for good!"
At those words, silence fell over the gathering, a sense of dread at their shared vulnerability hanging over the gods.
Looking at the silent gods, Tyr continued, "How long has it been since a god fell for good?"
"So we absolutely cannot stand idly by. Otherwise, the fate of those three will be the fate of every one of us."
By the end, Tyr's voice had risen, drawing agreement from the gods.
"Who exactly is hunting us? Is it Hela?"
The speaker was a god who had only just awakened and clearly did not yet understand the situation.
"No, it isn't Hela. It's Loki!"
Tyr's gaze was icy as he spoke.
At those words, the gods who had not yet heard about this erupted into an uproar.
"Loki? How dare he hunt us gods!"
"We cannot let this go!"
As the gods spoke up one after another, the gathering descended into chaos.
Seeing this, Tyr hurriedly raised a hand to quiet them. "Everyone, calm down. Loki would never have the nerve on his own. Someone is backing him."
"Who?"
One of the gods asked.
"Tony, the mortal who helped us before."
Tyr spoke.
At his words, the previously furious gods suddenly fell quiet, exchanging glances among themselves.
Tyr's expression froze. This was not what he had imagined. Why