Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

  It might be common sense that gods consisted of good gods, evil gods, devils, and demons which were all equal.

  But this was completely wrong.

  Between good gods and evil gods were neutral gods. These three made one category of gods who abided by and protected the world’s order. They were also called “order gods” or “legitimate gods,” as they were now under the rule of the Master of Order.

  Not all legitimate gods were governed by the Master of Order, like the lords in hell who were not in the Pantheon temple even though they protected the world’s order. The nature of “order” in them was even more prominent than other gods in the Pantheon temple.

  Strange as it may be, they were good gods, though they committed evil things. “Punishing evil behaviors” and “preventing the invasion of the abyss” were both considered to be positive.

  The opposite of legitimate gods were devils, or “chaotic gods” by some theologians. Yet “chaotic gods” also included those powerful abyss masters.

  Devils were independent, not bound to orders and lived a free but messy life.

  In view of this, legitimate gods were combined with devils. They had different stances but shared one general principle to ensure the sustainability of the Ring of the World. Even those madmen who saw the rest of the people in the world as their enemies wished for the world to be sustained. Otherwise, their own existence would not be possible.

  The opposite of this combined group was demons.

  Demons came into being from the divine powered creatures that had gone mad. They had unparalleled powers and intended to destroy the world. That was their only goal, and nothing else interested them.

  That made it simple to please or attract demons—just keep on destroying. For example, some mad humans held various blood rituals to please demons for specific purposes.

  Yet none of these madmen had good results, as demons would never stop until the last day of the world. No one would be with the demons forever unless they were willing to give their own life.

  It was miserable to be abandoned by demons of course. But it might be even worse to be with demons all the time.

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  Therefore, good gods, evil gods, and neutral gods belonged to one faction, and devils and abyss masters were a part of an opposite faction. Together, they were in a larger counter-demon faction, and simply dividing them into four categories was totally wrong.

  Let’s get back to the subject. The point was, devils were not weak. Though they were not good at preaching or establishing a religion for themselves, they would lose to none of the legitimate gods.

  Just like now, more than ten devils were rushing over to the Goddess of Bumper Harvest’s God’s Kingdom, and the Goddess could not stop them even though she had put up defenses around her God’s Kingdom and had some hands to help.

  In fact, a few of her “hands” had escaped when they noticed these devils.

  They shouldn’t be blamed as this was too horrifying. Other bystanders were also scared and immediately ran away.

  They had seen a three-headed dragon with a slender body. Its body was changing colors, and so were the three heads. More strangely, its three faces were continuously changing expressions between joy, anger, and sorrow.

  Any human who saw its faces, even for one second, would find themselves in mental chaos and would have all kinds of thoughts flooding over. Staring any longer would make that chaos or confusion last forever and turn the person into a hopeless psychopath.

  Though gods had stronger will power than humans, they also felt uneasy looking at those faces. Some weak gods stopped prying right away and closed their eyes to adjust themselves. But still, more than one of them turned pale and even spat out blood. Apparently, they had already been seriously injured by just one look.

  Even the stronger gods froze when seeing this weird dragon. Some of them turned away while some stared at it and frowned. Feeling the energy inside surging, others sighed and turned around to leave.

  “Hey, old man. You are gonna do something?” Yorgaardman moved to the front of the Pantheon temple and asked the Master of Order.

  The Master of Order looked down and stood still like an old monk. He didn’t intend to reply.

  “You must have some dirty business with that thing……” Yorgaardman murmured and returned to his seat reluctantly.

  Not far away from him, Wuther Rang, the God of Human Beings, and the God of Light exercising the priesthood of revenge were staring at a shabby and nearly collapsed seat at the very front of the Pantheon temple. It was as if there were some secrets in there worth studying.

  “What is so interesting?” Lefon the Master God of Orcs and the “Dog of Sky” smiled. “The seat of the God of Chaos had been studied a thousand times in the past but who would tell us its secrets?”

  Wuther didn’t answer; he was still obsessed with that seat.

  Lefon shook his head and said to Wenner, the Master of War, “What do you think?”

  The Master of War—a worshipped and hated god—thought for a while and said, “With that as the reference, maybe someone could really find something out.” Lefon shook his head without saying a word.

  That devil who had suddenly appeared was the first and most powerful devil called the “Dragon of Chaos.” It had been said to come into being from the remains of the God of Chaos after falling. Others said the God of Chaos had prepared it before being engaged in big business in case he failed. So it was reasonable to take it as a reference to find out some secrets of the God of Chaos’ power.

  However, Lefon, the “Sage King” before he became a god, didn’t agree on such a thought.

  Over the long time that the three masters of chaos, good and evil were not around, the gods in the Pantheon temple had been following the path initiated by the Master of Order. “Order” had become something deep inside that relied on the powers and faith. “Order” rivaled with “chaos,” so once the “order” was in conflict with the God of Chaos’ power and path, it would hurt its original path.

  Lefon had never seen himself as qualified to take over the God of Chaos’ powers; actually, he didn’t believe any one of the gods could. Or perhaps it was not necessarily good to be qualified!

  Lefon looked down and took a glance at the one sitting in the front row with the three shabby, old seats.

  His face turned cold, and he looked back at Wuther who was still studying the seat of the God of Chaos carefully.

  Go ahead! Sooner or later you will bring along your horde to death!

  The devils had no idea what was happening among the big heads in the Pantheon temple. They were now led by the “Dragon of Chaos” and were expecting a serious fight.

  The Goddess of Bumper Harvest’s defense was stripped away immediately. Gods tried to stop this, but they could barely stand due to the whirlwind made by the dragon’s wings. They all fell to the ground and had no way to stop the gust.

  In principle, they had such great power and shouldn’t fall so easily. Yet the Dragon of Chaos only slightly tapped its wings and swept them all down.

  The difference between the two sides was apparent and horrifying!

  The following devils were more than excited to see this chance. They were greedy and wanted to take this chance to kill all of these gods.

  Though these were just incarnations, it was of great benefit to have a god’s incarnation.

  But before they rushed in to do so, the Dragon of Chaos had delivered a slightly faint but resolute order.

  Don’t waste time! Take the Goddess of Bumper Harvest!

  Though devils were not bound by orders, sometimes it would depend on who sent out the order. Of course, they would dismiss the green jellyfish’s, but the great Dragon of Chaos’ was different.

  Countless lights flew past the fainted gods and followed the leading dragon to break the barrier of the God’s Kingdom of the goddess and go straight inside.

  Upon seeing this, Manissy, the Goddess of Wealth, lowered her head as if not to stare at the dragon for too long. In fact, she just tried to hide her subtle smile.

  That schemer always hiding in the dark is really a good broker! He even engaged this one! Then Moritre will have no chance to survive, not even if Yorgaardman comes to help!