Discovering that the Foot of God could feel pain was a good start.
Next, he would pull out its remaining toenails one by one. If that was not enough, he would have Adjutant use quantum to regrow them, then pull them out again.
Destroying a Concept Entity was not the tactical objective. The key was finding where Old Man God was hiding behind the scenes. Otherwise, it would not matter how many God's Avatars or Angels under his command they killed.
He could create another huge batch in minutes.
Whether he molded them from mud or pieced them together from wooden sticks, was that not more or less how gods created things?
And to create a god, all one needed was to grant it "thought," "awareness," "spirit," and their corresponding "manifestation." That was intelligence TOAA had told Deathstroke not long ago.
Did the Foot of God count as a god? Of course it did. It possessed every trait it should have, and even had a few special ones besides.
Yes, the traits it possessed had not been displayed—such as its exceptionally destructive holy light, its ability to purify darkness, or its brutal stomping attacks.
All of those had been countered by Michael's resistance, making the entire plan much easier to carry out.
But Kitty was right. Michael was still one fingertip universe behind Lucifer. This was not a gap in raw strength, but a difference in vision and the level at which they stood.
Lucifer could create his own multiverse, raise humans inside it for fun, and let them eat, drink, and play without a care in the world, so long as they slept with him.
Michael did not possess that ability. After all, he was not the god of Genesis. From the past until now, he had merely been