In the Divine Realm, a god dressed in loose, roomy casual clothes stood at the edge of the clouds, gazing down at the plane below. An enormous monster mask covered his head, leaving only a pair of tiny eyes that glowed a dim yellow.
He was Gluttony, one of the Seven Original Sin Gods.
"Gluttony, what are you looking at?"
The God of Greed approached and questioned his colleague.
"A fellow calling upon my name."
"Are you looking for a successor?"
"Of course not. I'm just killing time. Besides, that fellow really turns my stomach. If something interesting hadn't happened, I wouldn't have bothered with him."
"What happened?" Greed followed Gluttony's gaze toward the Douluo Plane. "Isn't that the Angel God's successor? How did she end up in such a sorry state?"
"A sorry state indeed. She could have finished her opponent off quickly, but she got cocky and let him catch her with Divine Miracle Annihilation."
"Oh, that thing. No wonder. Those lunatic humans created it back then as a weapon specifically meant to target gods."
A nostalgic look appeared on Greed's face, tinged with a hint of fear.
Back then, an unknown plane had exploded during a restart, releasing vast torrents of information that swept through countless worlds.
The humans of the Douluo Plane had acquired powerful technology from it, instantly grown stronger, and even attempted to challenge the Divine Realm.
In the end, the Asura God had intervened, shattering an entire continent and easily putting an end to the uprising.
"But this Soul Tool has fallen into disrepair over the years. If it were fully intact, that woman probably wouldn't just be sealed away right now. She'd be dead."
"Come to think of it, this counts as karmic retribution," Gluttony suddenly remarked. "Back then, Angel thought Asura