This was supposed to be a perfect killing trap.
The miracle cast by the prophecy spellcaster who was the Most Powerful of This Era and possibly the Most Powerful in History, the Omniscient Weaver, had blocked their senses; four World Secret Domains served as cages; eight War Angels had descended in their true bodies. Forget Ash—even an Evil Artificer like Vishy, who stood unmatched in the Void Realm when it came to running away, could only step right into the trap.
Their only hope was to stir up infighting among the four sides, fish in troubled waters, and seize victory amid the chaos. But after the God Lords took over the negotiations, even that possibility left only despair—the Four God Lords might each have their own schemes, but they would absolutely take down Ash first.
The angels had been bluffed by Ash not because they were especially stupid, but because Ash's importance far exceeded their authority to decide. They did not dare make decisions on behalf of the God Lords, which was what let Ash exploit the opening. What had interfered with them was not Ash's deception, but the authority of the God Lords.
So when Ash saw the Four God Lords descend, he gave up on the thought of deception. Empty posturing was meaningless before absolute authority, just as a Lala Fat could scare a kitten stealing food, but could never scare a chef sharpening his knife.
A bargaining chip had no right to haggle with a gambler.
But because Najirfa and Vester had cashed out all of the Wu Jian Abyss Lord's chips in advance, a sliver of a flaw appeared in this perfect killing trap—as long as Ash and the others could obtain this pile of chips in the Ancient Battlefield, they would have the right to