The words of the God of Battle echoed in the ancient hall, shocking the Desolate Lord, Pontoriel.
Shaking his head, Desolate Lord said incredulously, "Does the God of Battle mean that the three guys Diorus mentioned all come from the Elven Plane? But how is that possible? How could a mere ordinary plane produce the three most prominent participants in the Fate Supremacy War? Based on their performance in the Fate Supremacy War, they could all basically become Upper God. This is simply impossible, too much of a coincidence!"
"Yes, it's too much of a coincidence. Three intelligent beings, all considered super geniuses on the Astral Realm plane, come from the same ordinary plane. It's hard to say there's no hidden story behind this..."
"Could this also be a conspiracy by the Goddess of Fate?" Desolate Lord Pontoriel boldly speculated.
Upon hearing this, the God of Battle's eyes narrowed, his brows furrowed, and he pondered for a moment. After a while, God of Battle sighed and said, "That possibility cannot be ruled out. After all, that woman could even infiltrate the Primordial Heaven, let alone a mere ordinary plane. The Supreme God of Fate, her ability to orchestrate events is truly unfathomable."
"In that case, why don't we immediately unleash overwhelming power to annihilate all three of them? I refuse to believe that the Goddess of Fate can still orchestrate events once they're dead," the Desolate Lord suggested to the God of Battle, a ruthless glint flashing in his spherical eyes.
However, His suggestion was rejected by the God of Battle without a second thought.
The Desolate Lord was puzzled, so the God of Battle rebuked him. "I've told you before, use your brain more. If all problems could be solved by force alone, our Primordial Heaven would have been destroyed by the Divine Realm long ago. How could we still exist at this moment?"
The Desolate Lord was startled by the God of Battle's sudden outburst of anger and immediately prostrated himself on the ground, trembling with fear.
The God of Battle continued, "Logo has the backing of Pureblood Human Race, while Gustavo's backing is weaker, but his potential is greater. The Treacherous Destruction Continent won't let him get into trouble easily. That Treacherous Destruction Spider Mother is not someone to be trifled with. As for Lancelot, he's also a member of the Earth Guardian lineage. Killing him without a reason would be troublesome. Don't forget, without the protection of the Earth Mother Goddess, our Primordial Heaven Realm would have a much harder time."
"If we could kill them all in one go and obtain the Illusory and Real Prism directly, it would be worth the effort. However, it's uncertain whether the information you obtained from Diorus is true. Even if it is, it's just a component of the Illusory and Real Prism, not worth the Heavenly Realm's major mobilization."
"Ultimately, the cost of taking action far outweighs the gains, making the cost-benefit ratio too low. At this crucial juncture, every bit of power in the Heavenly Realm is extremely precious and cannot be wasted in the slightest. Do you understand?"
After the God of Battle finished speaking, he looked at the Desolate Lord Pontoriel with a look of disappointment and frustration.
The God of Battle had high hopes for this subordinate, but unfortunately, the Desolate Lord was the type who was loyal, capable, and intelligent—truly hopeless.
A peak-level Middle God could roam freely within the universe, but what is their status in the Primordial Heaven?
Enough to dominate the universe!
A mere Middle God is utterly insignificant in the Heavenly Realm. To expect someone with such strength to shoulder the responsibility is utterly unthinkable, unless one is truly intelligent enough.
But it's clear that while Desolate Lord Pontoriel's head is quite large, the size of his brain is somewhat questionable.
However, the Desolate Lord was ultimately Infinity loyal to him, and the God of Battle didn't want to give up completely, so he would offer some pointers whenever he had the chance. Who knows, maybe one day, the iron tree will bloom?
After the God of Battle finished speaking, the Desolate Lord nodded as if he understood but not quite. Seeing this, the God of Battle put his right hand to his forehead and waved his left hand, signaling the Desolate Lord to step down.
Desolate Lord was quite decisive; after bowing, he turned to leave the ancient hall.
Just then, the God of Battle seemed to remember something and quickly instructed, "Stay put in your Desolate Plane for now and await my orders. As for the three of Logo, I'll have someone monitor them; you don't need to worry about them."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The Desolate Lord snapped out of his reverie, reluctantly bowed, and left the ancient palace.
On the throne, after calming himself, the God of Battle's eyes regained their tranquility. After a moment's thought, he waved his hand, projecting a screen of light with his Divine Power, and bowed slightly, saying, "Greetings, Your Lord of Hell."
Above the light screen, all was dark, with faint, eerie sounds emanating from it. A few seconds after the God of Battle's voice fell, a voice finally rang out from the other end, hoarse and deep, yet not unpleasant. On the contrary, everyone's first reaction upon hearing this voice was one of comfort, a genuine desire to be close to its owner.
"God of Battle Agaye, it seems you have made your choice."
"Yes, Your Majesty, you are absolutely right. I had no other choice."
The Lord of Hell laughed, "Don't worry, as long as you can hold off the Divine Realm, leave the rest to me."
"Clear."
The Treacherous Destruction Continent.
At Fallen Star Nest, a lavish banquet had just ended, and guests from all directions had departed, leaving behind a mess of cups and plates.
In a vast, alien space created by a meteorite, Gustavo stared wide-eyed as he tallied the gifts he had received at the True God Ascension Banquet.
"Void Radiance Crystal, a seven-star material, can be used to forge divine artifacts. Such a large piece must be incredibly valuable. Lord Narnia, you're too kind. You've come all this way, but you've brought such a precious gift. I'm almost embarrassed." Gustavo grinned from ear to ear as he looked at the semi-transparent crystal the size of a human head placed on the table.
His gaze shifted, and a bottle resembling the black slag left after burning caught his eye. Gustavo examined it for a moment, then his eyes lit up. "Entropy Ember Ashes, wow, they even managed to get this Rare material? It's a pity there's only one bottle; I can only use it to concoct poisons."
As Gustavo inventoried the gifts, he put them away one by one.
Seven-Star Lightning-Patterned Mithril with lightning-like patterns on its surface, Eternal Frost Star Marrow that instantly freezes anyone who touches its extremely cold core, and Crimson Metal Molten Core Iron forged from an Eight-Star Volcano...
There are hundreds of such examples.
The value varies, but together they are enough to be worth twenty or thirty Lower Divine Artifact. For a powerhouse who has just advanced to the position of True God, it is almost impossible to obtain so many resources by simply accepting gifts.
However, as a rising star on the Treacherous Destruction Continent and one of the favorites to become the next Main God of the Devouring Faction, Gustavo undoubtedly possesses the qualifications.
Many True God were willing to pay a high price to befriend him, while others did so out of consideration for their juniors. The latter were mostly from the Devouring Faction. The Dragon-Hunting Spider Clan had a strong kinship atmosphere, and its influence was not limited to the middle and lower classes.
"With so many resources, it seems there's no need to search for the dimensional warehouse... Uh, I forgot, besides the ' Genesis Ovary,' Logo's ' Nirvana Tower ' and my ' Scale of Exchange ' also need to be upgraded to artifact level, preferably to Legend quality or higher in one go. That would be incredibly expensive; with my current resources, it's simply not enough..."
"Fine, what can I do? I'm closer to the Destruction Realm Abyss, so I might as well make the trip."
Muttering to himself, Gustavo began packing his bags when Professor Asuye contacted him.
"Teacher."
"Gustavo, the Lord of the Fallen Realm has just awakened from his slumber. Hearing that you forged the Main God Cornerstone, he intends to meet you. Be prepared."
"Lord of the Fallen Realm?"
"That's right, this sir is known for his generosity; he'll likely give you some good stuff, so don't miss out."
"Great stuff? Don't worry, teacher, I'm coming right away!"