"… I sincerely hope that the next time you appear, you can give me some signs, such as lightning and thunder, Your Majesty."
Zayen raised his head helplessly and looked at the figure not far behind Bann, who was wearing a black robe and a white mask.
The Grim Reaper appeared silently. Even in his own divine realm, Jenn had no way to detect how he came in.
However, Jenn didn't care about such a trivial matter. That's right, the Grim Reaper was a God who had mastered one of the oldest rules since the birth of the world. Strictly speaking, Jenn wasn't considered an official official yet.
Jenn was well aware of the huge difference in strength between the two sides, and he didn't intend to challenge it.
It was just like how Jenn didn't intend to challenge his cheapskate dad now.
An unrealistic goal would only bring about death.
"Everyone has a death that is destined to happen."
The Grim Reaper's voice was very calm. Perhaps because of the mask, it was a little vague and one couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman.
But in the ears, it brought an incredible sense of calmness … The calmness of death.
Jenn didn't like this feeling. After all, he was still young and it was better to avoid such near-death experiences.
"Even a God isn't willing to accept this reality, so he made a choice. But it's a pity that the result of this choice isn't what he expected."
The Grim Reaper stood there motionlessly. Along with his words, the pitch-black scythe emerged from Bane's shadow had already hooked onto Bane's corpse like a beast's claw. Then, it slowly dragged the corpse into the darkness as though it was swallowed by a bottomless swamp. In just a few moments, Bane's corpse completely disappeared into the darkness and there was no longer any movement.
"You don't have to explain to me, Your Majesty."
To be honest, Jenn was even a little touched. He wasn't as naive as mortals or Gods. In the eyes of Ancient Deities like the Grim Reaper and Lady Of The Night, new Gods like them weren't even babies. If one had to describe them, they were more like pet dogs.
Jenn wasn't sure what the duties of the Ancient Deities were, but he was sure that they were there to ensure the normal operation of the world.
As long as the Gods, who were the incarnations of Order, didn't really matter to the Ancient Deities. This was the difference in status and strength between them.
Even if the Grim Reaper left without saying a word, Jenn would have nothing to say.
The Underworld itself was a place where the strong preyed on the weak. The Ancient Deities did not need to waste their breath on him.
"But from the looks of it, I'm indeed very important in your plans?"
"The Ritual of Destiny must be carried out."
The Grim Reaper replied indifferently.
"No one wants to face death, but death will come.
The gods are no exception. They fear this, but they can't change it. "
At this point, the God of Death raised his right hand and pointed at Zayen. Soon, a ball of light similar to the one before appeared in front of Zayen.
At the next moment, along with the disappearance of the darkness, the God of Death's figure once again dissipated in front of Jenn. In the blink of an eye, he was nowhere to be seen.
This is interesting.
Looking at the ball of light exuding a faint aura of divinity, Jenn couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
The Grim Reaper didn't answer Jenn's question directly. But from his answer, Jenn had vaguely realized why they chose him as a chess piece.
The reason was simple. Jenn was still young.
To make an analogy, it was like immortality.
To young people, immortality was a beautiful dream. They might be interested in it, but they wouldn't waste their lives for it.
Because to them, life was still long and they still had a lot of time to enjoy it.
But the old and dying were different. They would do everything they could to extend their lives because they felt an irresistible fear on the verge of death. It was also because of this fear that they were eager to stay away from death.
In this case, the actions of the gods seemed to be understandable. If the 'Fate Ritual' was like death to them, it would deprive them of everything they had now.
Of course, they were unwilling to accept it. In fact, the last Fate Ritual had started the War of the Holy Ones, and many gods had fallen or been replaced.
This in itself was enough to explain the problem, which was why the gods who controlled resources and power were naturally unwilling to accept the risk of this ritual.
But it was a pity that the Fate Ritual was like an exam. Whether one liked it or not, there would always be such a day. And the result would determine whether one would face a happy life or a tragic world.
Since ancient times, no ruling class was willing to launch a reform at the expense of their own interests. The same went for the gods.
Perhaps the Lady Of The Night and the Grim Reaper saw this point, which was why they came to him for help.
After all, compared to the gods who had been in the divine realm for many years, Jenn was still too young and weak.
Therefore, this' Fate Ritual 'wouldn't cause any harm to him. In fact, it might even bring him some benefits. Just like how killing the God of War could absorb his divine title, after the Fate Ritual began, Jenn could also attack other gods who had been summoned by the Holy Ones and absorb their divine title and divine power to strengthen himself.
It could be said that for Zayen, the fate ritual only had benefits and no downsides.
Of course, this was for the time being.
When the next Fate Ritual was initiated, Jenn, who had a vested interest in it, wouldn't agree so readily.
After all, Jenn was poor now, and he wasn't a true god yet, so there wouldn't be any negative effects.
But after a thousand years, if Zayen had countless believers, a huge divine territory, and great power, and then had to face a ritual that would send him into the Main Plane to start all over again, or else everything would vanish into thin air … Well, it was hard to say what would happen.
And this was what Bane wanted to say.
However, Jenn didn't care about this at the moment. After all, if that was the case, then the next trouble would only happen after a thousand years … Even to the gods, this was a long time. No one knew what would happen during this period of time.
So …
"These two are really good at scheming. I can't find any reason to refuse …"
At this thought, Jenn shook his head helplessly. Then, he smiled bitterly and extended his hand to grab the floating light ball in front of him.
Shortly after, a dazzling radiance emerged and enveloped Jenn.