The God of Heaven's Imperial Palace had been defeated! What would the consequences be? There was no doubt about it. For the underworld, seizing control of this realm had become a foregone conclusion—a task easily accomplished.
With the supreme God of Heaven now absent, the remaining deities were treated with contempt. As calm returned, faint footsteps echoed, and Hypnos appeared, hands clasped behind his back, surveying the scene before him. "This is the power of the great world of Japanese mythology? Pathetic! It's hardly worth mentioning," he stated with indifference.
"Indeed," echoed his brother Thanatos, his disdain palpable. The twin gods stood united in their conviction: the other deities were simply too weak, rendering them inconsequential.
The gods of Gao Tianyuan, while initially formidable, were now powerless against this overwhelming force.
"Under the cloak of darkness, your deaths are inevitable," Erebus intoned, emerging from the shadows. The surrounding darkness expanded, engulfing everything in its path, as if to consume all that stood before it.
"Not good!" cried Amaterasu, Tsukiyomi, and Susanoo. Despite their confidence, they were merely three deities facing a true Primordial God. The disparity in power became painfully clear, and the outcome was already written.
As the darkness contracted, the three gods were drawn into its depths, ultimately swallowed whole, leaving behind only two divine artifacts: the Yata Mirror and the Bachi Qiong Gouyu.
Now, these artifacts belonged to the underworld—a key objective for Hades. With this acquisition, Hades's divine cultivation would reach a new pinnacle, laying a steady foundation for his future endeavors.
In the realm of gods, faith is often seen as easily attained but notoriously elusive. While any deity can gain followers through acts of kindness, this kind of belief offers little true power. The myriad gods of Gao Tianyuan had followers, yet when their believers were vanquished, their faith became meaningless, rendering them powerless.
The belief system of the eight million gods was now in disarray. As their divine power waned, they faced a grim fate.
"Ah!" "No!" "This can't be happening!" The cries of the eight million gods filled the air as they began to dissipate, their faith evaporating like mist in the morning sun. For gods built on belief, the loss of faith meant annihilation.
Waves of divine energy flickered and vanished, replaced by an overwhelming surge of faith.
Snapped fingers echoed as Hypnos and Thanatos surveyed the remnants of Gao Tianyuan. "What an irresistible belief! It's simply immense!"
The power of belief left in the wake of the fallen gods was staggering. The twin gods contemplated the potential of such belief. Just the thought of it sent shivers down their spines—this could elevate their own divine power to heights close to that of the Primordial Gods.
However, they were not foolish. Steady progress was preferable to reckless ambition. The improvement might seem tempting, but it would ultimately prove counterproductive.
"Let's go," Hypnos finally suggested. The brothers exchanged nods of understanding. They had tasks to attend to, and the entirety of Gao Tianyuan held immense value for Hades. Taking care of it was their best course of action.