The three divine-level beings struggled to comprehend what the new god was after, but they were all exhausted, half-kneeling on the ground.
It didn't matter anymore.
They silently gathered their strength, waiting for the Will of Hell to show itself again. If it dared to appear, they would strike with all their might and see if they could erase it. If the Will of Hell remained hidden, they would simply wait for death.
Except for Licitris.
She slowly stepped forward, preparing to approach Mephistopheles, deciding that in this last moment of life, she could try one more time.
For the Succubus clan, they didn't care about external perceptions!
Moreover, leaving in ecstasy would be a rather good ending.
"Mephistopheles, you're still alive; that's wonderful."
But just then, the three divine-level beings suddenly heard a voice filled with overwhelming joy.
"It's okay!"
"I'm fine!"
