I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

He casually crossed his right leg over his left, displaying an extremely nonchalant attitude towards the power of the Bible.

It seemed quite impolite.

"It's not like the sun rose in the west, 160; it's a necessary action. You guys better not gloat too much, or you'll end up suffering the same treatment as us sooner or later."

"Hmph, the same treatment? Azazel, you've got quite the nerve. Or is it that the strength of those otherworldly beings terrifies you to this extent? How pathetic."

Azazel didn't seem polite at all when he spoke.

Naturally, this successfully aroused a sense of comparison on Indra's side.

Although they had never seen what people from other worlds were like, they still possessed a self-absorbed arrogance as gods.

If one is not arrogant, then what is a god?

It is not something a god should do to consider himself inferior.

"Fear? If that's all there is to it, do you think our pantheon would unite so quickly? Don't be ridiculous."

A complex smile appeared on Azazel's face.

His words seemed to carry a sense of self-mockery and regret, and that scene remains vivid in my mind to this day.

Cells can clearly remember meaningless fears.

Memories surfaced in my mind like images.

Fellow countrymen were trampled and harvested like weeds, and in the eyes of the other side, they were no different from insects.

Murder, slaughter, and sacrifice.

Lost in memories, I could smell the pungent stench of blood clinging to the blade, and my stomach churned violently, making me want to vomit.

The nausea seemed to be seeping into my brain.

That place is the Asura Hell.

I absolutely do not want to experience it a second time, and I do not want the world that is my home to become that hellish landscape.

"Those guys... are real monsters...!"

Azazel gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

This cannot be easily explained in words.

Lower dimensions cannot be brought into the perspective of higher dimensions, nor can they be explained with pale and powerless words.

"Oh? A monster..."

Indra pondered with great interest.

There are not many beings that can be described in this way by Azazel, based on Indra's personal understanding of him.

Those people from another world are not simple.

Azazel is famous even in other pantheons.

His current attitude is unusual, which has successfully made Di Shitian interested in the existence of other worlds.

"Ha, how boring. Your crushing defeat is the responsibility of your biblical pantheon, and I have no obligation to pay for your mistakes. In the end, it's just that your side is incompetent, isn't it?"

Hades, the lord of the underworld, suddenly spoke.

Other pantheons are simply too much of an eyesore; there's no need to share the same sky with them.

If it weren't for the special name "other world"...

I doubt he would even come here.

"Hehehe, pursuing responsibility like this won't end anything. Shouldn't we listen to what the people from the Bible faction have to say? We haven't even truly witnessed the power of the people from other worlds, so how can we draw conclusions based on this?"

Odin stroked his sparse, tightly packed goatee and spoke slowly.

As the king of the gods in Norse mythology, he accepted the invitation from the God of the Bible to attend the meeting.

There was also a young boy on the other side.

He looks to be only about ten years old.

Although he hadn't said a word to anyone from the very beginning, no one dared to truly ignore him.

His true identity is one of the three main gods of Hinduism.

Shiva, the god of destruction.

His power is second only to Orpheus in his complete state and the True Crimson Dragon God Emperor, and he is also regarded as a thorn in the side by Indra.

Normally, I wouldn't participate in such trivial matters based on my personality.

But after speaking with the God of the Bible, he changed his mind and decided to attend this mythological conference.

"Ah, God of the Bible. You've gathered us here, and you still don't intend to give us an explanation?"

Indra raised the question that everyone was concerned about.

Other mythologies knew nothing about the other world; the only ones who had fought against them and survived were the forces of the Bible.

It's impossible not to be curious about this situation.

No one noticed the smile hidden in Li Zeweim's eyes as he reminisced about the past with a blissful infatuation.

That hellish landscape of corpses was too beautiful to behold.

So much so that I can't forget it even now.

Only a demon could create such a tragedy; he couldn't possibly be unmoved by that scene.

His passion lies in the extraordinary and the crazy.

"They have already declared war—annihilation and obliteration—intending to completely eradicate us. If things remain as they are, our world will likely face destruction."

The God of the Bible spoke indifferently.

It seemed as if they were lamenting the current state of the mythological conflict, while a touch of sadness flashed through their hearts.

There are still gaps between mythologies.

Hades, who was present, looked down on the other mythologies; Indra, with an almost arrogant and self-centered demeanor; and Odin, still scheming and calculating.

"Destruction? They want to destroy us, who belong to 'Heaven'? Do they really think they have that kind of power?"

Indra gazed at the Holy God, who sat in the head seat.

She has no need to deceive others here.

Even the Bible God, who is also among the top ten strongest beings, says so, so Indra will probably take it to heart to some extent.

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Chapter Fifty: The Attitudes of Different Gods [Please Subscribe! Please Give Flowers!]

"Although I exhausted nearly 60% of my power to seal the 666 Beast, I am still very clear that even if I entered that other world at my peak, the final result would not be any different."

The words of the God of the Bible filled everyone with awe.

The atmosphere became even more tense than before, and the disdain on their faces faded with these words.

This is not something that can be said in jest.

At the height of her power, the God of the Bible was feared by all, yet she uttered these words.

The situation is far worse than imagined.

Azazel shook his head, watching the changing expressions of these fellows.

Indeed, only the words spoken by the God of the Bible carry weight; they have finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Even at their peak, they have no chance of winning?"

Indra frowned slightly.

The representatives of the other pantheons can tell from this statement that the strength of the other world is no weaker than theirs.

The forces of the Bible saw there the demonic hound that devoured thunder and fire.

And the final dragon that divides the realms.

What is most unforgettable is the golden beast and Du Wei, the Demon Lord who erases the meaning of everything.

The God of the Bible revealed to them all the information He knew.

Shiva, who had been silent for a long time, broke the silence.

"In other words, they are enemies. So there's no need for further discussion. Since they are enemies, let's prepare for battle."

Shiva's words are quite straightforward.

If otherworldly forces threaten their living space and interests, then they will have no choice but to take up arms and fight them.

This matter can no longer be avoided.

However, each mythology has a different perspective, and they are able to recognize the level of danger in other worlds.

Even so, they still believed they could win.

"If this is all there is to the alliance, then I'm afraid I won't continue. As for the official alliance, that's up to you to say. In general, I still intend to act according to my own will."