"Whew..."
A puff of warmth appeared in the air, as though someone had breathed out.
"Uman City is holding a Ritual for the Death God's return. The Teachers' Club and the Reincarnation Cult have joined forces. Should we disrupt it and let It seize the Death God's Authority and Sequence Talent?"
An icy voice rang out on the deserted balcony.
Silence followed. Only a knife and fork floated in the air, while the sliced steak gradually disappeared.
"Heh..."
The voice gave a cold chuckle.
"The Death God can't come here directly for now. We can wait until It reaches Sequence 1 and becomes a True God."
"It is still sleeping, still carrying out the Sequence 1 Ritual."
"This world is about to experience its final glory, and we will follow It into the New World."
"Then I'll slaughter It and become It."
"Oh! I accidentally told the truth. Good thing It isn't here."
"But what exactly happened? Why are there so many things even I don't remember? And what did the gods' pact stipulate?"
The voice swayed with the sea breeze, sinking below the horizon along with the setting sun over the sea.
"Fuck!"
"I burned my tongue!"
Clatter!
The stool was shoved aside, the knife and fork were flung away, and something heavy seemed to crash to the floor.
Out in the Wilderness, on a mountain near the Lost Abyss.
This was an uninhabited Restricted Zone.
Rumor had it that the Heavenly Dao Distortion here had reached 50%. Even the Awakened of the Lost Abyss dared not enter.
Snow blanketed the summit, while the foot of the mountain was lush and green, filled with strangely shaped trees.
At that moment, a group was driving off-road vehicles along the mountain road, heading deeper into the forest.
Though dusk was