"A divine showdown, Huai Shi."
Tong Ji looked down at Helios, shrouded in an invisible grid, her smile becoming immensely pleasant.
Helios represented the afterglow of the Age of God, the last piece of land graced by divine favor on Earth.
Since Publius intended to create a god on Helios and was already near completion, this place was equivalent to being under the witness of God and Sky's Command.
At this moment, Helios was undoubtedly before God's Seat.
Here, all the struggles and battles that occurred were integral components necessary for recreating God through the mystic ritual. Given that, wouldn't it be perfectly logical to use the age-old method of gods to resolve disputes?
"So, I just did a little trickery."
Tong Ji smiled, raised her fingers, and mimicked an almost nonexistent gap.
