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I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [280]

Holy Areus Papal Nation – Capital, Papal Hall

Inside the hall, the high-ranking representatives of countless human nations sat with grim expressions, all facing Pope Dustin the Sixty-First of the Divine Word Faith.

Whether it was the Kingdom of Anareto or the Lingozanto Empire, every monarch bore a heavy face.

Especially the emperor of the Lingozanto Empire—known as the Sword Emperor—whose eyes were wide and sharp, his mood clearly on edge.

Despite their tension, Dustin, old and weathered, sat at the head of the room with a rare air of calm.

“Sword Emperor, please, do calm yourself.”

He spoke in a soft, measured tone.

“Hmph~~! My empire borders the demons. If what Your Holiness says is true, then in the future, my empire will need far less military funding. Wouldn’t that be a good thing?”

“A good thing?” The King of Anareto’s expression remained stern. “How could this possibly be good? Sword Emperor, have you not heard? In ten years, humanity and the demons are set for a final, all-out war—one that ends only when one side is completely annihilated.”

“Given the current balance of power, even the winning side will suffer catastrophic losses. And the losers… will face extinction.”

He sighed heavily. “Do the gods feel no pity for us at all?”

The Sword Emperor scoffed. “Pity? Gods are simply beings strong enough to toy with us mortals. There’s no need to hold them in such reverence. To them, we’re nothing more than playthings. Otherwise, why stage such a ‘wager’ in the first place?”

“I used to think the last generation’s Hero and Demon Lord raised their blades against the gods only because they were seduced by the Fairy Tribe’s leader, Potimas Phrasmas. But seeing the nature of this wager… maybe that god really is what Potimas claimed—the true mastermind behind the war between humans and demons.”

“They must be sitting up high, looking down, enjoying our bloodshed and death as entertainment.”

“Watch your words,” Pope Dustin said mildly, tapping the table with one finger. His lips held a gentle smile. “This is the Papal Hall of the Divine Word Faith. Slander against the gods... I can still hear it loud and clear.”

“Hmph~! Old man,” the Sword Emperor narrowed his eyes, “if you truly worshiped the divine, why invite only us here for a secret meeting in this tiny hall? Huh?”

“You misunderstand, Sword Emperor,” Dustin replied with the same unflinching warmth. “As the pope of the Divine Word Faith, my faith lies with the Divine Word—not with some self-proclaimed ‘Dragon of Stone, Zhongli,’ whose origins we know not.”

“Hahaha. That’s right. I forgot that little detail,” the Sword Emperor laughed, though his eyes didn’t smile. “A shame. A shame.”

A few seconds later, his laughter vanished. He looked seriously toward Dustin.

“Alright, old fox. Just tell us. What are you planning to do? This damned wager between so-called gods, and we’re the pawns? It’s disgusting.”

“It’s not time yet,” Dustin replied, eyes narrowing slightly. “There’s still a lot we don’t understand about why the gods have appeared now. At the very least—”

He hadn’t even finished his sentence—

When a sudden voice rang out in his mind.

{Greetings, people of this planet—humans and demons alike.}

{You may call me the Evil God, D.}

{Haha, that name must already be making some of you uneasy.}

—That voice...

Dustin looked around with a complicated expression—and just as he suspected, everyone else had stiffened, their faces twisted with confusion and unease as they heard the voice in their minds.

“This is Divine Word!”

“It’s here.” The Sword Emperor exchanged a heavy glance with the King of Anareto.

{But don’t worry—what I’m about to say next will only make you more uneasy.}

{For various reasons, I’ve made a wager with another powerful deity.}

{And the game pieces… are you—humans and demons of this world.}

{Let this be known to those who can understand.}

{I hereby declare:}

{From this day forth, and lasting ten years, a bottomless abyss shall separate humans and demons—an unbreachable divide.}

{Struggle. Climb. Entertain me.}

{Make this world more fun.}

{I look forward to you all—and to you in particular.}

With that, the voice cut off.

For many, the Divine Word had been cryptic, eerie in its ambiguity.

But to those who knew—like the pope and the kings—it was terrifying in its implications.

They didn’t fully understand what kind of being this Evil God D was, but her tone said enough.

When a god doesn’t treat her people as cherished flocks but as mere playthings, then those people can only live in torment and fear.

“Damn it!” The Sword Emperor slammed his fist onto the table before him.

The immense force shattered the table instantly, splinters flying everywhere.

Tension exploded throughout the Papal Hall.

“What do we do now? Are we really going to obey this god’s will—treat our people like sacrificial pawns and fight to the death in ten years?”

The King of Anareto sighed again. “Ahhh... What are we even supposed to do?”

Dustin remained silent.

Just as he opened his mouth to speak, a new Divine Word suddenly echoed in his mind.

{Greetings, humans.}

{I am Zhongli, the Dragon of Stone—the god who entered this wager with Evil God D.}

{From this moment until the wager ends, the human skill system will fall under my domain.}

{I know many of you feel confused, afraid.}

{But rest assured. Everything you need has already been prepared. Everything I intend to change is already in motion.}

{In time, perhaps you’ll come to understand what I mean.}

{Humans—}

{Do your best. Not for victory, but for dignity.}

{And for those who already know the truth—remember my words.}

{I don’t need your help. I’m not afraid of your resistance. Ten years is long enough—for you to see me clearly, and for me to see you.}

The Divine Word cut off again.

Dustin, the Sword Emperor, and the King of Anareto exchanged looks.

None of them spoke.

They didn’t know what to say.

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