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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Ruby
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“I want to hear all of your opinions.”
The massive crow-shaped god, [Malevolent Fortification God] Malphas, moved his large body and sat down on the chair.
Three gods were seated at Malphas’s three sides.
Directly across from Malphas sat a woman with golden hair.
“You must have been shocked, not expecting to see Barbatos take such a beating… and even less expecting him to die.”
The golden-haired goddess, Soliana, smiled.
“But. But still I couldn’t believe it. Because Barbatos was a strong one.”
Soliana continued speaking.
“What do you two think?”
The gods on either side showed their respective reactions.
[God of Flame and Lamentation] Omerta, with flame-like hair flowing, slowly opened his mouth.
“Is there anything to think about? If such a being exists, we simply kill him. There’s no need to spare those who dare to defy the name of gods.”
Immediately after Omerta finished speaking, the small woman next to him whose entire body was nearly white opened her mouth.
[God of Frost and Trials] Hene spoke as her red eyes glowed softly.
“That’s right. Is there any need to let him live? We already decided to clear half of the middle realm continents anyway. Before the end of next year.”
The middle realm continent.
Not just the Geherhen continent where the Astes Empire and Yuma were located, but erasing half of all continents in the middle realm.
That was what Yuma and the gods of the outer divine realm recognized as the Eight Evil Gods.
All the gods of the divine realm and themselves were called the Eight Main Gods.
“To completely break down the barrier that the outer divine realm gods have spread, we’ll need to secure that much birth power.”
Ragnarok.
The war of gods against gods.
The instigators who desired the outbreak of that war.
That was what the Eight Main Gods were.
And the faction that did not agree with them was the Outer Divine Realm side, which occupied half of the divine realm with one-fourth of the gods.
And the outer divine realm side had deployed a powerful barrier that even gods of equal rank absolutely could not cross.
Even if all the Eight Evil Gods and the gods under them attacked together, the barrier would not collapse.
The Eight Evil Gods and their subordinate gods could only make assumptions.
That one or more gods from the outer divine realm side were maintaining the barrier by staking their very existence.
From the Eight Evil Gods’ perspective, the existence within the barrier of the outer divine realm was inevitably irritating.
Those who fled from the battlefield of gods and hid.
It was too much to simply dismiss them as such because those beings were none other than gods.
They were not the kind of beings who would just cower instead of devising countermeasures and counterattacking.
The biggest reason Malphas had called the Eight Main Gods to this place right now was because there was one issue that made it necessary to consider that possibility in the current situation.
Birth power increases not only when guiding the beings of the middle realm, but also when destroying the beings of the middle realm.
The destruction of half would eventually be filled with creation.
Malphas finally brought up the issue.
“It’s a human who killed two of the eight main gods.
He might be a being created by one of those guys on the outer divine realm side.”
In response to Malphas’s words, Hene narrowed her red eyes in her snow-white face and opened her mouth.
“That’s right. Unless they helped him, it’s impossible for a human to have the power to defeat our gods… and what he killed this time wasn’t someone like Incrinew who was at the bottom of the eight main gods. It was the War God Barbatos who was stronger than us sitting here.”
War God Barbatos.
The influence Barbatos had in the divine realm was stronger than Yuma, who had killed him, could ever imagine.
The being who fought at the very front among the eight gods who started the war.
Excluding the two main gods who weren’t present here, there was no god who could match him one-on-one in terms of force.
Such a god among gods had been killed by a human.
That was not mere coincidence.
It was a fact that all four gods present here could not accept.
They had seen it in real time through the crow’s vision that Malphas had spread across the middle realm.
The human called Yuma overwhelming the War God Barbatos.
And at the end of that domination, ultimately causing his extinction.
The God of Flame, Omerta, with flames flickering on his head, clicked his tongue.
He was a god.
For a god to feel fear toward a human made no sense.
To even feel irritation, let alone fear, was unbecoming of a god.
Yet he didn’t like the fact that he clearly recognized that human ‘Yuma’ as an irritating stone.
“We have to admit he’s strong. It’s an undeniable fact that he killed Barbatos… but, he’s still just a human. A human with absolutely no possibility of awakening divinity, no matter what method the outer divine realm guys use to help him… There’s absolutely no possibility that he could come directly to this divine realm and kill us.”
Omerta continued reciting his organized thoughts.
“If he’s too strong to handle, we can simply turn everything on the continent he walks on into ashes. If we let him know that everyone is dying because of his existence, his mind will wear down. He might even go insane with madness.”
Omerta thus proposed the first hardline policy against Yuma to the three gods.
“And no matter how I think about it. Just because Barbatos died… there’s no way we would die at his hands. If all four of us present here descended to the middle realm and attacked, do you think that human could withstand it? He would die in an instant.”
The gods slowly nodded at Omerta’s words.
Even though Barbatos had died, there was no way they couldn’t kill Yuma if the four gods here launched a joint attack.
Not a single god questioned that possibility.
However, the gods remained calm.
Because they had built up a lot.
And because they knew a lot.
Despite being certain of victory, no god suggested descending right now to kill him.
A sense of discomfort.
The discomfort about a human of a kind they had never seen before was making the gods reluctant to take the initiative.
Of course, the biggest reason was that it was none other than the War God Barbatos who had died at Yuma’s hands.
The War God whom, excluding the two not present here, no god could defeat in one-on-one combat.
The golden-haired goddess, Soliana, recalled two gods in her mind.
Two gods who were clearly stronger than Barbatos when considering overall abilities rather than simple force.
‘…If those guys stepped up, they could surely kill him even if he did kill Barbatos.’
But she couldn’t ask them for help.
Because, like the three around her, she was filled with the desire to surpass those two in power.
Also, knowing their own greatness and not even attending meetings like this—that attitude made her feel disgusted.
That was also why the remaining gods, not just Bertios, thought of those two who weren’t present here but didn’t mention them out loud.
The massive crow-shaped god, Malphas, slowly opened his mouth.
“First, we’ll each send down the gods under us to the continent to monitor the situation. And soon we’ll burn half of the middle realm.”
The other three gods nodded at Malphas’s words.
They had decided to send down their subordinate gods, that is, the second-tier gods.
In the hierarchy of gods, the third tier was the lowest.
However, just because they were low didn’t mean they were beings that the first-tier gods could command.
They were merely lower in rank.
Because gods were still gods.
Even sending down the gods under them would inevitably take quite some time.
From the gods’ perspective it was just a moment, but from a human’s perspective, quite a long time.
Because they weren’t in a relationship where absolute commands could be given.
The members of the main gods, now the Six Main Gods, all returned to their own territories deep in thought.
Barbatos, who had been among the absolute strongest, had died.
And the fact that it was a human who had killed Barbatos was too shocking to shake off in just a day or two.
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Yuma stared at the being in front of him.
The large-built archangel with golden hair, Garen Moon, who was kneeling.
Yuma was sitting in a chair.
Garen Moon continued to kneel in front of such a Yuma.
The lord of the heavenly realm, Arten, had deeply pondered for three days.
Who should be sent so as not to incur the wrath of the human who killed a god?
After much deliberation, Arten had sent his left arm, his close aide Garen Moon.
He wasn’t sure if Yuma would appreciate the sincerity of sending his left arm, but it was a choice made to show that he was observing proper formalities as much as possible.
Yuma opened his mouth while looking at Garen Moon.
“So what’s the business for which the heavenly realm sent you?”
Garen Moon’s golden eyes gazed at Yuma’s blue eyes.
‘He’s excessively calm.’
Indeed, was it because he was a being who had killed a god?
Garen Moon opened his mouth.
“Our Heavenly Lord wishes to ask for forgiveness for the offense committed against Lord Yuma.”
Yuma had to briefly rewind his memory to recall when the heavenly realm had sent apostles to him and Bell.
The impression of Barbatos appearing in battle mode was so strong that the memory of the battle with the apostle had faded.
After recalling it, it wasn’t something that could be dismissed with just words.
From Yuma or Bell’s perspective, it had been an attempt to obliterate their personality and turn them into puppets.
Yuma decided to be a bit harsh again.
“Seeing that the so-called Heavenly Lord didn’t come himself, it seems he doesn’t really intend to properly apologize.”
Of course, from the receiving end, it wasn’t harshness.
It was a threat from a being who had killed a god.
“The, the Heavenly Lord cannot leave the heavenly realm. That’s why he sent me, who could be called his closest aide.”
It seemed like a similar situation to the Great Demon King who couldn’t move from the demon realm.
Yuma opened his mouth again.
“Compensation.”
Garen Moon opened his eyes wide.
“Pardon?”
“If you’re going to apologize, you should have brought a compensation proposal too.”
Yuma said this while contemplating what he should extract from the heavenly beings.
