In this chaotic world, it all started when they found an elf girl.

Roy gazed at the glittering Sun City ahead, feeling quite troubled. Loki was staying in Apollo's territory, which added some uncertainty to the trip, especially since his family had quite a few grudges against Apollo.

The Apollo Familia were the victims he had schemed against in the past, plundering their assets to pay off debts left by former members of the Astraea Familia. After the War Game, the Apollo Familia disbanded, with most members being dismissed. Daphne and Cassandra joined the Astraea Familia, while Apollo and Hyacinthus, the star-crossed lovers, went on the run.

What followed was also bizarre.

Upon hearing of his death, Apollo, eager to be the first to possess his soul, committed suicide and ascended to heaven!

However, Roy didn't die at all. He returned and slew the black dragon, rendering Apollo's suicide attempt meaningless and turning him into a mere clown. Hyacinthus returned to Orario with a heart full of revenge, allied with Rhea, and was ultimately killed by Roy.

Apollo's arrival was truly a fluke. Roy had thought he'd never see Loki again, but Freya had tricked him into going to the Celestial Realm. Roy quickly reviewed Apollo's information in his mind. How could he find Loki?

Sneaking in is impossible. Don't underestimate the perception of the gods. Even if Roy uses the skill "Netherworld Soul Chaser," Loki will detect it from billions of kilometers away.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

At that moment, Roy noticed a commotion coming from the magnificent Sun City. Sparks shot straight into the sky and exploded with a bang. As the sound rang out, dazzling fireworks bloomed in mid-air.

Many fairies were busy at the city gate, and the ground was covered with red carpets and sprinkled with flower petals.

"Is this a banquet?" Roy wondered to himself. It was common knowledge that gods loved to hold banquets, and they did so every few days when they were in the mortal realm.

Roy quickly came up with an idea: perhaps he could enter Sun City openly and legitimately.

As long as he puts on a disguise!

Roy extracted the flesh and blood of the high-level immortals he had killed, and swallowed them whole, one by one. The next moment, an astonishing heat surged from Roy's abdomen, quickly spreading throughout his body.

[Congratulations on the evolution of the skill "Fairy Bloodline"!]

[Celestial Bloodline: Enhances magic affinity and allows for ultra-fast chanting; grants the development ability "Magic Mastery," currently at the same level as the user, and is ranked S!]

When Roy saw the pop-up notification panel, he was overjoyed. After swallowing more than a dozen pieces of high-grade immortal essence flesh and blood, the effect was even better than he had imagined. It made up for the deficiencies in his skills and greatly enhanced his immortal essence bloodline.

Then he is a genuine immortal!

Having gone this far, Roy didn't stop. He took off his mortal clothes and put on the silver armor of the Celestial Guardian, covering his entire body completely. Fortunately, he thought he might need it, so he kept two or three sets.

With 99% fairy bloodline and this silver armor, if Roy can still be recognized, there's nothing he can do.

Roy strode toward Sun City, mimicking the previous Fairy Guardians, head held high and chest out.

When he arrived at the city gate, he was unsurprisingly questioned, and everyone else went through the same process.

The male fairy in charge of city guards asked, "Halt! Which deity's servant are you?"

"I am Lady Freya's attendant!"

Roy spoke calmly, tilting his head back, his tone revealing an indescribable sense of pride, no different from the other fairy guards. "Goddess Freya..." The surrounding fairies, hearing this, looked at Roy, a hint of envy flashing in their eyes—to be able to serve that supreme goddess of beauty. "Please come in!"

The fairy in charge of city guards nodded.

No one doubted Roy's identity. In the beautiful utopia of the heavens, there was no need for intrigue or backstabbing, except for vying for the gods' favor. Everyone's mind was as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

Several more perceptive fairies watched Roy's retreating figure and whispered among themselves.

"Why is there a strange aura?"

"I also have a feeling that I can't quite put my finger on."

"It's nothing serious. Maybe the god they serve has some kind of peculiar fetish."

At this point in the conversation, the doubts on the faces of the many immortals disappeared, replaced by expressions of commonplace familiarity. The gods, who had spent hundreds of millions of years in the Heavenly Realm, were tired of all sorts of random things and were almost driven to madness by boredom.

Anyway, there are all sorts of oddballs among the gods, such as conducting cruel experiments, transforming immortals into mechanical beings, and forcibly merging two immortals... So it is common for one or two immortals to be a little strange.

In comparison, Apollo, despite being bisexual and prone to forcing or snatching children he liked, was considered an extremely kind person. Meanwhile, Roy, using Freya's name, successfully infiltrated Sun City and breathed a sigh of relief.

Roy approached a loli fairy dressed in the Sun City uniform; she was probably a goblin, and her figure was similar to Lily's: "Hello, why is the city so lively?"

The fairy asked in surprise, "You don't know?"

Roy feigned an explanation: "I am Lady Freya's fairy spirit. My lady has just returned to the heavens, and we have been serving her lately, so we are unaware of what is happening outside. We just happened to pass by here and found it quite lively, so we came in out of curiosity."

The fairy with the loli-like figure suddenly realized that the return of the goddess Freya to the celestial realm was a major event, and she had heard about it: "I understand, I understand." The other party continued, "Lord Apollo has also just returned to the celestial realm, and it seems that he is in a very low mood for some reason. We propose to hold a lively banquet to help him relieve his distress."

Roy said, "It looks like it's quite large."

The little fairy laughed and said, "Yes, quite a few gods have come to participate, as well as fairies."

Roy remained expressionless; it turned out Loki's presence wasn't a coincidence. "Which gods are there?"

The adorable fairy counted on her slender white fingers, looking incredibly cute: "Loki, Rudra, Ishtar, Amaterasu..." Hearing that string of names chilled Roy to the bone; they were all gods with whom he harbored deep hatred, especially the island nation's gods—a blood feud indeed. It made sense; only the gods who had been sent back to heaven in recent years shared common ground, making them more likely to participate in such gatherings. Roy wanted to turn and leave immediately; if those gods caught him, he would surely die.

But after much hesitation, Roy decided to stay.

The situation in the lower realm was not optimistic, and Roy did not want to waste any more time. Fortune favors the bold, and even at the risk of exposure, he had to contact Loki. Otherwise, he would be completely clueless in the heavens, like a headless fly.

"Let's be friends. I'm Vivian, and you are?" The little fairy extended her hand enthusiastically.

"I am Rhodes."

Roy grasped the other's small hand, more than he could have hoped for; it just so happened that he now had a local guide.

Following Vivian around, Roy strolled through Sun City, gathering intelligence and familiarizing himself with the terrain so he could better escape in case of an emergency. He also discovered that Vivian was a chatterbox; once she started talking, everything would spill out.

Roy asked, "Where are the gods?"

Vivian said, "The Sun Palace is holding a ball, and all the gods are there. But there will be a starry sky fireworks show later, and they will come out to watch." Roy glanced at the golden palace in the very center of Sun City, which looked as if it were made of gold, and he could vaguely see the gods inside. "You said before that Apollo was in low spirits after returning. Do you know why?" Roy asked casually.

At this, Vivian's eyes lit up: "Rod, I'll tell you secretly, but don't tell anyone else, and don't say I told you!" Roy glanced at the excited Vivian and muttered a rhyming jingle, "Are you going to take the postgraduate entrance exam?"

If it were Freya's servant, they would never discuss such matters in private. Anyone who dared to speak ill of the goddess behind her back would be slashed with a sword on the spot.

Apollo's situation was completely different.

Vivian's eyes gleamed with gossip: "I heard that Lord Apollo returned to the heavens because of a certain human in the mortal realm, but unfortunately, he didn't find that human's soul..."

Roy shook his head inwardly. Apollo hasn't forgotten his original intention. If the other side finds him, that would be terrible!

"Can I go take a look over there?" Roy's gaze fell on the palace that resembled the sun.

"Sure, it's my shift change time. I'll take you to broaden your horizons, but don't say anything out of line. Some of the gods have very strange tempers." Vivian tiptoed and patted Roy's shoulder, acting like they were good buddies, very familiar with each other.

When Roy saw Vivian, whose speech and mannerisms resembled those of a middle-aged man, his fascination with the legendary, elegant, and mysterious fairies was completely shattered. The saying "Don't generalize from individual behavior to the whole species" still holds true.

Roy and Vivian headed toward the Sun Palace. As soon as they approached the ballroom, they heard the gods arguing. The atmosphere was far from harmonious; instead, it was filled with tension, as if they wanted to fight right there and then.

Unlike the ballrooms of the mortal realm, the Sun Palace was constructed with divine power and possesses a spatial concept, capable of accommodating any number of gods. A full seven or eight thousand gods, along with more than twice that number of attendants, resided within the Sun Palace.

"Which bastard has been spying on me? If I catch him, I'll skin him alive!"

Loki's voice, as loud as a female tyrannosaurus, rang out, and Roy outside the palace silently stopped in his tracks.

Ishtar said, "Loki, don't change the subject."

"What else is there to say!"

Loki was furious: "Oshennas can use his divine power in the mortal realm? That's cheating! I hadn't even finished speaking before he killed me instantly." She sent him back to the heavens, but Finn, Riveria, and the others were still in the dungeon, their blessings sealed away. Who knows what will become of them? It's too dangerous. "Hahaha, good riddance! You've finally met your match!" Susanoo laughed loudly.

Loki, worried and furious about his child, exploded in anger at Susanoo's provocation, his gaze sweeping over the island gods: "A bunch of defeated generals, like wild dogs, do you even deserve to be on the table?"

The gods were breathless; the attack was too powerful!

Loki launched a direct attack on the entire island nation's gods.

As expected, the island gods collectively broke down, their faces flushed red, and they cursed at Loki.

Even Amaterasu was no exception, cursing, "Loki, what the hell are you talking to? Our island nation was so well-managed, and you ruined it all the moment you arrived!"

Her thousand-year-old foundation was destroyed in an instant, and she herself was killed by the god-killer Roy. After returning to the heavens, Amaterasu tossed and turned every night, becoming angrier and angrier as she thought about it.

Loki didn't even bother to glance at the other island gods; what fame did they have? They weren't even worthy of challenging her. Since Amaterasu herself had intervened, a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips: "Have some shame. If you hadn't tricked and deceived Haruhime, trapping her in the island nation, would we have had such a difficult time fighting the Black Dragon?"

"This was to preserve the flame of the lower realm. Who could have defeated that black dragon back then?" Amaterasu argued.

"Hehe!"

Loki sneered, avoiding bringing up his own affairs to avoid falling into a self-justification trap. In an argument, you have to find the other person's sore spot to attack: "Preserve the fire of the lower realm? Your paper-thin barrier will shatter with a single touch from Roy; it can't protect anything!"

Amaterasu, her breathing rapid, pointed a trembling finger at Loki: "If it weren't for your sudden attack..."

Loki interrupted them sharply: "Won't the black dragon launch a surprise attack? Trash is trash, what's there to say? You're a bunch of untrustworthy, treacherous, selfish, and inconsiderate people. It's disgusting to even say another word to you."

The goddess Amaterasu was so angered by the rebuke that her heart ached, and the gods of the island nation were even more furious.

But Loki was telling the truth.

Loki engaged in a verbal battle with a group of scholars, single-handedly confronting thousands of gods from the island nation, and surprisingly, he suppressed them!

The gods were dumbfounded, and the surrounding fairies were speechless with their mouths agape.

The gods were like gamers who had just finished a match and were reviewing it, passionately interacting via voice chat. Loki and the Japanese gods were relatively more intense. The gods who hadn't yet descended to the mortal realm listened with great interest, feeling as if countless ants were crawling all over them.

That was amazing!

But they weren't in those stories; instead, fallen gods and immortals appeared, indicating that the game had progressed to its final stage. These gods seemed to be wearing masks of pain, eager to descend to the mortal realm immediately.

The organizer, Apollo, lay listlessly in his chair, having learned from Loki and the island gods who had returned him to the heavens that Roy was not dead, that his return to the heavens was meaningless, and that he had not even witnessed Roy's defeat of the black dragon.

Apollo was devastated and even contemplated suicide.

"Going to the toilet, I'll give you guys a good beating when I get back." Loki clutched his stomach as he left the ballroom, not forgetting to glare at the island gods before he went.

Now that she could use her divine powers, she naturally no longer needed to excrete waste. However, Loki, deeply nostalgic for her life on Earth, didn't want to change her habits for the time being. When Loki finished relieving herself and came out, she bumped into a heavily armored guard. She jokingly said, "Hey, is this the women's restroom?"

"Loki, it's me!"

Roy removed his helmet, revealing his true face.

Loki's narrowed eyes widened instantly.