At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier.

Chapter 125 The Feast of the Gods, followed by the period of infrastructure development and farming.
“Thank you, my child, thank you for freeing your mother from the corruption of human evil.” Tiamat looked at Los Saint with eyes full of maternal love, and just as she was about to reach out to stroke Los Saint’s head, her wrist was grabbed.

"Who are you calling a child!" Los Saint said, his face darkening as he gripped Tiamat's slender arm. "Tiamat, are you out of your mind?"

"Why are you saying that about Mom?" Tiamat asked, feeling wronged, seeing Los Saint's angry expression. Had she done something wrong? She had always been comforting her child like this. She had indeed recreated Los Saint, although it was only a divine thought, not the real body, but she should still be considered a mother.

Los Saint stared into Tiamat's eyes: "You know who I am. Look me in the eyes and rephrase your words. What should you call me?" Don't think that just because you're good-looking I'll tolerate you excessively. Which of the goddesses in his family isn't beautiful?
Tiamat pondered for a moment, her face once again filled with maternal love: "Should I call you by a human name, 'Baby'? Come back to Mommy's embrace, I will hold you tight." As she spoke, she opened her arms, her expression full of anticipation, as if waiting for him to rush into her arms and act cute.

Snap! Los Saint gritted his teeth and instantly grabbed Tiamat's two large horns on either side of its head with both hands, shaking them viciously.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch..."

"Who are you calling 'baby'?! Now I know just how deep your evil truly is! It's no wonder you've become the epitome of evil in humanity!"

"Stop! Stop! Don't shake my head anymore... Waaah..." Tiamat whimpered. Had she done something wrong again? Waaah, this generation of children is even harder to raise than the children of the Age of Gods.

“Listen up, Tiamat! I don’t care what you call me, but you absolutely cannot call yourself your mother, and you certainly cannot treat me as your child, otherwise…” Los Saint glared fiercely at Tiamat, who was on the verge of tears. In truth, he couldn’t really do anything to Tiamat… He wouldn’t go so far as to strip her of her powers and kill her; that would be too extreme.

"Mommy knows, sob sob sob..." Tiamat choked and sobbed, tears streaming down her face. She was being disliked by her child again, the very child she had loved most since she had just freed her from the evil of humanity.

"Huh?" Luo Sheng stared wide-eyed.

"Lo, Los Saint... Mom... I know I was wrong, please don't abandon me again, sob sob sob." Tiamat choked with grievance.

"What a nuisance..." Looking at Tiamat sobbing in distress, Los Saint felt for the first time what it meant to be emotionally exhausted. He produced a handkerchief and tossed it to her: "Wipe yourself."

He felt that things were about to take a turn for the worse for his family.

In Tiamat's mind, apart from him, all the other gods were also good children who had freed her from human evil, and she was sure that the gods would be 'harassed' by her next.

"Los Saint, you're so good to Mom and to me." Tiamat looked at the handkerchief in her hand, overjoyed, wiping away the tears on her cheeks.

"Actually, there was no need to wipe it off at all." Luo Sheng sighed. The emotions of the gods in the Type-Moon world are really rich and colorful. Even a goddess will cry loudly in grievance when she is hit. Even human evil is the same, specifically criticizing a certain Indian god of love.

"Come down, everyone, it's alright now." Luo Sheng waved to the gods in mid-air.

Rays of light appeared around Los Saint, partially enveloping Tiamat, and everyone looked at Tiamat with curiosity.

The people from Teyvat and Ling Cage couldn't believe that the young goddess who would cry out her little pearls if she wasn't called 'Mom' was the same Tiamat who had just been unkillable. Was this really the personality of the Mesopotamian creator goddess?

"Mother Goddess, I'm so glad you're alright. You shouldn't turn back into human evil again, right?" Ishtar asked cautiously. As one of the three generations of gods in the Mesopotamian world, she had never met Tiamat in the first generation of gods, but she had experienced the stories of the first generation of gods through the stone tablets made by the gods.

"Are you alright, Mother Goddess?" Ereshkigal asked with concern. As the goddess of Mesopotamia, she did not want the mother of all gods to be harmed again.

But if she had to choose between humans and the Mother Goddess, she would choose humans, because she knew that the Mother Goddess's love for all things was wrong.

“Ishtar, Ereshkigal, I remember you two. I never thought you would save me. You are such good children.” Tiamat walked up to Ereshkigal and Ishtar and stroked their heads with both hands.

"Mommy has always loved you. Whenever you come back to Mommy's embrace, Mommy will hug you tightly."

"..." Ishtar and Ereshkiga's expressions froze, and they instantly retreated a great distance, their mouths twitching and their cheeks slightly red. They were, after all, gods in their respective fields, and being treated like children who needed to be comforted by their mothers made them feel ashamed to face others.

Oh no! Will everyone laugh at me? Laugh at me for being a fool who needs to cuddle in the arms of Mother Goddess!

Ishtar and Ereshkigal glanced at the gods immediately, and only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that the gods did not look at them strangely.

"Not at all the gentleness that Tiamat, the evil one among humans, could have imagined. Looks like a great god I can get along with," Quetzal said enthusiastically, hands on his hips.

"Is his name Kukulkan? I'm so happy that you're praising me like that," Tiamat said happily. They were all her best children to date. She had always been the one giving to them, but now they had saved her. She was so incredibly happy.

"My Lord God, may I challenge her to a duel?" Quetzal, who had been so passionate just moments before, grinned and pointed at Tiamat. She was the supreme goddess of South America, a meteorite from outer space. How dare she want to be her mother? Even Tiamat was not qualified.

Is this a provocation? It's definitely a provocation!

Of course, she knew this was Tiamat's nature; a one-on-one fight was what she truly wanted.

"Forget it, Quetzalcoatl, you can't beat her." Los Saint patted Quetzalcoatl on the shoulder.

The difference between Quetzalcoatl and Tiamat, who possess the power of a supreme god, is still too great.

"Hello everyone." Tiamat looked at Buyer, Raiden Shin, Fukaros, Shirazuki Kui, and the others.

"Although I did not create these good children, can they also become my children?"

"..." The gods looked at each other, somewhat amused and exasperated. Although they had long known Tiamat's true nature, they were simply overwhelmed by her boundless maternal love.

This is no longer simply 'love,' but 'possessiveness called love,' treating all life in the world as one's own children and never letting go, never allowing any to escape the sphere of one's maternal love.

“If it’s just about lovers, I can accept it, but if your love conflicts with mine, I won’t tolerate it,” Bouyer said gently.

Putting aside Tiamat's personality flaws, her love is indeed not a threat in this world, at least not for now.

Fukaros and Raiden both nodded. They agreed with Tiamat's love for the gods. They themselves were also lovers, but not to such an extreme degree.

“Mommy is no longer human evil,” Tiamat said happily.

Maido then spoke up: "Speaking of which, according to tradition, isn't there a family gathering and big meal after the fight?"

Everyone looked at Maido.

"A family dinner party? What's that?" Ishtar asked curiously. "Is it like a big meal that the whole family eats together?"

Her body's personality has memories of this aspect, as well as memories of the modern world, so she has no problems living in the modern world.

“Family gathering…a big meal…” Ereshkigal couldn’t help but picture the warm scene of her family eating together. She glanced at Los Saint out of the corner of her eye, her cheeks slightly flushed, and her hands unconsciously clutched the hem of her clothes.

Having dinner together...has our family really come to this?
Have I truly integrated into Los Santos's 'family'?

She never ate with anyone else, even though gods don't need to eat either...

Since coming into this world, she has experienced many of her "firsts" with Los Saint, and there will definitely be many more "firsts" in the future.

"A family dinner~ Oh~ Please, Your Majesty, tell my older sister about it, she's really interested!" Quetzal immediately moved closer to Los Saint upon hearing this, naturally grabbing Los Saint's arm with fiery enthusiasm.

"It's just a simple gathering of people for a meal," Luo Sheng said, glancing around. Goodness, it seems that everyone who has fallen into this world is a goddess. Although they are pleasing to the eye, the development of a god group cannot consist entirely of goddesses; that would lead to a deformity.

It seems I need to find a way to get some male gods or 'Eye of God' holders who are qualified to become gods in Teyvat.

He now possesses 'manifest power,' and Teyvat's barriers and suppression are no longer effective against him.

Now, going to Teyvat is no different from going to a public toilet for him.

With Tiamat's problem resolved and a powerful god-king now in power, the world will enter a period of development for at least a long time.

He doesn't believe that the Type-Moon world and the Teyvat world will experience a Tiamat-level catastrophe in the near future.

In other words, he can finally start building infrastructure and cultivating the land on Earth with peace of mind, and the things he had arranged before can now be made more widespread.

“It was just a simple meal,” Joan of Arc said.

"This all started when Mydo fell over here."

Maiduo scratched her head: "Hey~ why are you talking about me? Did I do something embarrassing?"

Joan of Arc said with a smile, "To take care of Mydo's feelings, Los Saint would take everyone out for a big meal after each mission, so over time it became a habit similar to a holiday."

Quetzal said with a grin, "I see. My God-King is so gentle."

Buyer, Bai Yuekui, and Fukaros all nodded. To them, Los Saint, the master of this world, was really gentle and very kind to them, practically impeccable.

"So you celebrate after every fight, huh? No wonder you're from Los Santos, you know how to treat everyone." Ishtar put her hands on her hips, puffed out her chest, and nodded in a matter-of-fact tone: "Although it's just a meal, I, Ishtar, gladly accept it."

"..." Ereshkigal glanced at Ishtar speechlessly. Ishtar was someone who never missed the banquets of the gods during the Age of Gods. She had long since become indifferent to such things, but Ereshkigal herself had never participated in one.

Tiamat exclaimed happily, "A meal with the kids? That's wonderful! It's been so long since Mom has enjoyed a meal with the kids."

Apart from Ishtar and Ereshkigal, no one else considered Tiamat their mother; they simply viewed her as a goddess with a rather eccentric personality.

For most people, as long as they ignore her tendency to treat people like children, she is still easy to get along with.

“I should make some preparations,” Raiden Shin said with a smile. “After all, the heroes’ battle is over, and holding a banquet for them is a way to celebrate.”

After speaking, he looked at Yae no Miko, who had remained silent behind him.

"Divine Child, I'm leaving the task of arranging the banquet for the heroes to you."

"Yes, Lord Shin." Yae no Miko nodded, a hint of disappointment in her heart. It seemed she wouldn't be able to attend this year's banquet of the gods, and she wondered when the next one would be.

There was nothing she could do; after all, she was merely Master Shin's subordinate. If she didn't help Master Shin, who would?

The gods all sensed the dejection of the Eightfold Divine Child, but none of them spoke. Instead, they glanced at Luo Sheng, knowing that they had no say in the matter.

Luo Sheng said with a smile, "Don't be so down, little fox. After all, you are a member of the gods. We will wait for you."

"Yes! Lord Tenri!" Upon hearing this, Yae no Miko's fox ears perked up, and her heart pounded wildly. Even after having her ears touched, Lord Tenri still hadn't excluded her from the circle of gods.

"Their ears are all perked up." Raiden Shinjin couldn't help but laugh. Lord Tenri was still too indulgent towards the Divine Child. Fortunately, the Divine Child was able to keep his distance and did not take this indulgence for granted, otherwise it would be a disaster.

Excessive pampering can breed inappropriate thoughts, which can lead to destruction.

“Well then, I’ll head back now. We’ll meet at Eden in two days.” Los Saint casually made a gesture beside him, and a silver spatial rift appeared.

The view of the Garden of Eden on the other side can be clearly seen through the crack.

The spatial rifts he had opened before were far less extensive than this.

His mastery of space is getting stronger and stronger, and his power has reached 2.1. That is to say, he is only 0.9 away from becoming a god-level being in spatial power.

The quality of power is not as simple as 1+1 being greater than 2.

The three powers and qualities caused a quantitative change; if you really want to explain it, you have to look at the difference between a fishpond and a lake.

The power of quality is a qualitative change, which is the difference between lakes and oceans.

Tiamat panicked, fearing she would be abandoned again, and quickly followed, saying, "Wait, Mom... wait for me, I want to go home with you too."

“I still have some things to do,” Buyer said, looking up.

The sun had reached the horizon, and the other side of the world had darkened into dusk, with a bright moon hanging in the sky.

The moon at this moment is completely different from what it used to be.

The moon, which was originally white, turned more than half pale green and its edges became blurred. This is a sign that a planet with an atmosphere would exhibit this behavior.

There was even a tiny, colorful halo around the edge of the moon.

That's the aurora caused by elemental forces flowing through the moon's atmosphere.

One-third of the moon's surface has now been altered, with the side facing Earth now covered in forests and even giving rise to various elemental life forms.

However, these elemental beings do not possess the ability to reproduce. Reproduction belongs to the realm of life, and only the laws of life can truly create flesh and blood life.

"Everyone, if you need anything, just contact me through the ley lines." After saying this, Buyer's figure slowly faded and disappeared. When she reappeared, she was already on the moon. She wanted to accelerate the ecological transformation of the moon and make it habitable for humans as soon as possible.

"I also need to go back and continue manufacturing the production line for the ley line teleportation anchors. See you in two days," Bai Yuekui said, taking the Anywhere Door out of the 'Eye of God'.

"Maido".

"Okay, Boss Bai." Mai Duo pouted. Boss Bai always bosses people around. Ever since Boss Bai came, she has been forced to do chores. She really misses the days when she lived under the same roof as Brother Luo.

"Big sister, I'm going back to the United States too. After all, the lovely people of the United States are just too warm and welcoming," Quetzal said with a smile. After she arrived in the United States, people all over North America were vying to come and see her, and the Aztecs of South America also came to see her in groups.

She was really overwhelmed, especially since the United States was facing a major problem, with every state in chaos and on the verge of collapse.

If she lets things continue like this, unaware of the suffering humanity will endure from war, even though she controls it, unjust wars only bring despair.

"If you need anything, please come to me, big sister. I'll be happy to help. Farewell." After saying that, Quetzal transformed into a fiery meteor and flew into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Joan of Arc and Artoria walked directly into the spatial rift and returned to Eden; they didn't have much to do now.

Both Britain and France are very safe now. The only thing we can do is respond to the prayers of Catholics around the world and contribute our own strength to help them through this difficult time.

Ishtar couldn't stay still. Instead of returning to Eden, she planned to go to Mesopotamia, where she experienced a strong sense of faith.

The core of Mesopotamia today consists of Iraq and Syria, both countries that have been embroiled in war for years. For the people there, humans with guns are far more terrifying than monsters.

She planned to return to Mesopotamia to rebuild the city-state that worshipped her.

Raiden Shin and Yae Miko returned to Tokyo and instructed their subordinates to prepare a banquet to congratulate the heroes. The heroes, having already wiped out all the Rakhmu, were now collecting the bodies of their fallen comrades.

Although they knew that the deaths of their comrades were not a complete disappearance and that they might reunite in the underworld after death, the thought of parting ways and never meeting again in life filled them with immense sorrow.

Of the warriors who came here, less than half are still alive; most of those who failed to obtain the Holy Mark perished here.

Purple lightning flashed before the heroes, and an invitation appeared before them.

This is the invitation to the celebratory banquet sent by Narukami. Some are filled with glory, some have mixed feelings, and some can't help but shed tears.

Tao Jing sighed as she read the invitation: "It's a banquet. It would be nice if all our deceased compatriots could attend."

To her, those who die on the battlefield are the heroes.

The wall of light that kept Tokyo untouched by destruction disappeared.

After confirming that the disaster was completely over and the waters of Tokyo Bay had recovered, people spontaneously walked into the ruins and looked at the heroes, who were covered in blood, standing on both sides with admiration and respect.

"They bled a lot..."

"Yes, they are all fighting for us; they are true heroes."

"I don't even dare to watch their battles. They can even defeat such a dense horde of monsters."

"They are heroes! Heroes of humanity!"

"hero!"

After one person shouted out the voice of a hero, more and more people shouted it out, eventually creating an overwhelming wave of sound.

"hero!!!"

"hero!!!"

"hero!!!"

They witnessed the fierce battles that raged in the coastal city from beginning to end; the heroes' bravery, sacrifice, and willpower—any one of these qualities could deeply resonate with anyone.

Their heartfelt admiration and shouts have nothing to do with race or nationality; people's support for the heroes who protect them is instinctive.

The surviving British knights licked their chapped lips. Even though they were already highly admired by their people in Britain, being cheered by foreigners in this foreign land was the most dazzling moment of their lives.

Gavin stood tall and proud, now able to remain calm in the face of all the praise, though he felt a pang of sadness; his Knights of the Round Table were down to just over thirty men.

"let's go."

"Yes, Commander!" the knights replied in unison.

At this moment, the priests of the Roman church were in a dilemma: should they go or not? Going would be against the doctrine, but not going would be disrespectful to the Lord.

"Your Holiness, please say something!" Conrad said anxiously.

"Yeah, are we going or not?" Abelon was also very anxious; he really wanted to go.

The Pope said irritably, "Shut up, can't you see I'm communicating with the Lord?" At that moment, the Eye of God in his hand flashed twice.

"Phew~" The Pope breathed a sigh of relief: "The Lord said, do as you please, he doesn't care."

“Then let’s go.” Conrad said enthusiastically. Although he was a devout believer, he didn’t particularly like those seemingly irrational dogmas.

Amidst the shouts of the crowd, everyone headed towards the city center, and more and more people gathered on both sides, all with eyes full of admiration.

The vehicles spontaneously stopped on both sides of the road, and the passengers and drivers got out and shouted.

Journalists from various countries held up their cameras and broadcast live, passionately recounting the deeds of the triumphant heroes to their viewers.

More than a million people lined both sides of the road, their enthusiastic cheers the best tribute to the triumphant heroes.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the heroes arrived at the rest area specially arranged for them.

They have just finished fighting and now need to clean themselves and rest well. The banquet will begin after they have rested.

……

Garden of Eden.

At this time, there were only five people in the Garden of Eden: Joan of Arc, Artoria, Ereshkigal, Tiamat, and Los Saint.

The original villa has been demolished and rebuilt into a pure white temple complex. The temple complex is very tall and large, roughly the size of ten Forbidden Cities.

This temple complex is located directly below the World Tree, which is now enormous, reaching a height of a thousand meters, with its canopy stretching as far as the eye can see, and a complex network of ley lines beneath its trunk.

The central temple is at the highest point, and each step is very high, but these are all decorations. Gods fly and would never climb steps.

The temple has a circular structure similar to the council of elders in ancient Rome, with a throne at intervals, and the back of the throne is marked with a symbol unique to each god.

His family members currently have seats here.

As the number of gods increases in the future, they cannot act as arbitrarily as they do now; a reasonable order among the gods is necessary.

The highest throne naturally belongs to him, and the closer the throne is to the inner ring, the stronger the god is.

His plans for the world were inscribed on the wall at the entrance to the temple.

At that moment, he was writing his future plans for the world.

Artoria looked at the plan written by Los Saint and said excitedly, "Master, are we going to start the dungeon project next?"

She recently wanted to return to Britain to lead the people again. Los Santos allowed gods to govern the kingdom, and lightning was a prime example.

Los Saint nodded: "Yes, the entire Earth has basically become extraordinary, and the heroes' strength is now sufficient to reliably protect their kingdoms, so it's time to move into the 'renovation' phase."

"The renovation phase?" Ereshkigal blinked, puzzled.

Los Saint: "I have already established the supernatural system and supernatural soil, which means the house is built. Next, I just need to work on the details of infrastructure and farming. I can't let my world be a bare shell."

“I see.” Ereshkigal blinked; she didn’t actually understand completely.

"So, my lord is planning to take a break for a while?" Joan of Arc's words hit the nail on the head. As a saint who truly understood God, she immediately knew what Los Saint was thinking.

"..." Luo Sheng looked at Joan of Arc expressionlessly, what are you saying that is the truth?
Joan of Arc blushed slightly, lowered her head but couldn't see her toes, and then felt a sharp pain on her forehead, clutching it and saying, "Ouch!"

“I’ve already said we’re focused on development. We can’t just keep training those heroic leaders; we need to develop in all aspects.” Los Saint withdrew the finger he’d flicked on Joan of Arc’s head and said, “Currently, our high-end capabilities are almost there.”

Moreover, the Earth-Moon system is evolving after absorbing Tiamat's power.

In other words, the Earth and the Moon are increasing their overall size.

Those heartbeats from the planet are the planet's process of upgrading.

He is now very much looking forward to seeing how much the Earth-Moon system will be strengthened after the upgrade.

……

Time passed little by little, and soon two days had gone by.

The heroes' feast has begun, and the whole of Japan is celebrating for the past two days, just like the Spring Festival in Xia Kingdom, with the whole country on holiday, singing and dancing.

The state banquet hall is large enough to accommodate 5,000 people for banquets.

However, not even half of the heroes from various countries were seated. At this moment, everyone temporarily forgot their sorrow and toasted each other.

The gods will not appear at this banquet, allowing them to enjoy themselves without restraint.

“Ms. Tao Jing, thank you so much for your protection. If it weren’t for your shield, I wouldn’t have the chance to stand here.” Alan raised his wine glass to Tao Jing in sincere gratitude: “Our friendship will never fade. If you need me, I will respond.”

"me too."

"Me too."

"we are the same."

Everyone stood up and spoke.

"We were all comrades who relied on each other on the battlefield." Tao Jing stood up, holding a glass of wine in her hand.

“I, Miss Eleanor, Mr. Teandolo, and many other warriors, we are all equally important.”

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

Irene said, "Miss Tao Jing's idea is also my idea, so please don't thank me."

"Hahaha, I can't do anything else, but I'll drink this for everyone, and then I'll do a sword dance to liven things up." Yu Chengyue downed a bowl of baijiu in one gulp, then picked up his sword and jumped onto the stage to start dancing.

Seeing this, Gavin jumped onto the stage as well: "Old man, I'll join too! The swordsmanship of British knights is not to be outdone."

"Good, good, good." Yu Chengyue laughed.

An old man and a young man were sparring on stage, and everyone watching applauded excitedly.

……

the other side.

Guanghai City, Xia State.

A group of handsome men and beautiful women walked along a bustling street, chatting and laughing, attracting the attention of passersby.

However, passersby just thought that since they were so good-looking, they must be extraordinary individuals, perhaps even extraordinary individuals who had obtained immortal runes and were having a team-building activity, so no one came to chat with them.

It is common knowledge that becoming a superhuman will subtly improve one's appearance and physique, and the more powerful a superhuman is, the more handsome or beautiful they are.

"Holy crap! There's a spiny worm in the sewer!" a high school student exclaimed as he passed by the manhole cover.

It instantly attracted the attention of those around, and instead of being afraid, passersby gathered around.

The man, who looked like an office worker and was carrying a briefcase, said, "Where is the Spine Worm? I am an Awakened One, and my ability is telekinesis. Everyone move aside, I'll catch it."

“I am also an Awakened One, but I don’t have any awakened abilities. I should be able to help.”

"Help me my ass! It's just a small spinal worm, not a spinal worm king. I'll catch it and send it to the 'Superhuman Management Center'."

One by one, passersby displayed their unique skills, managing to pull a half-meter-long spinal worm out of the sewer.

"Run, you little punk, think you can escape? I'll shoot you in the head."

"Let's go, I have to go to work."

Los Saint and his group watched silently from a distance.

Maido whispered, "Why do I feel so sorry for that spine-borne worm?"

Bai Yuekui crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows. The prevalence of supernatural abilities in Xia Kingdom is too high. Six out of ten people have initially awakened 'Willpower', five out of ten who have initially awakened have entered 'Turbulent State', and two out of ten in 'Turbulent State' have awakened their abilities.

This country has achieved universal superhuman abilities, but the number of people who can use elemental power is still relatively small, with only one in ten thousand people on average. In other words, there are about 14 people in the country who can use elemental power.

Of the 1.4 billion people in China, only 140,000 possess elemental powers. If these 140,000 people are dispersed across the country, each city would only have a few to a few dozen such individuals.

"Let's go, everyone. I've already made reservations at the restaurant," Buyer said gently. In the past, when there were fewer people, they could go to a buffet, but now that there are more people, that's not an option. Besides, money is just a number to the gods; they wouldn't go to a buffet just to get something for free.

"Let's go, let's go~ It's more fun to eat together, right, Brother Luo?" Maiduo skipped happily as she walked away.

“A family dinner…” Ereshkigal covered her lips with both hands, glancing at Los Saint out of the corner of her eye as his cheeks flushed slightly.

Quetzal raised his hand and shouted, "Oh~ let's have a contest to see who's the biggest eater today!"

Ishtar proudly puffed out her chest and raised her head: "Who would lose to you? At least when it comes to eating, I won't lose."

Yae no Miko was somewhat surprised: "This is the banquet of the gods? It's not quite what I imagined."

"I have a feeling something bad is going to happen." Luo Sheng's temples began to throb as he looked at the goddesses, each with their own thoughts.

(End of this chapter)