Chapitre 133: Play Dead And Hope For The Best.

So you are saying, even after you blasted it with full force you still didn't see what it was?" An Origin god asked. The face of this Origin god was empty except for the gaping maw that split his face and a tongue too big to be contained in his mouth. The long and spiked tongue rolled around outside the confines of its mouth. He had a growth on his head that resembled antlers but flowers were growing on them. He wore a dark cloak that obscured everything about him except his head. He probably couldn't cover his head because his antlers are too big for it.

"Yes, I could only sense that something had invaded the divine plane but I couldn't make out what it was." Ode replied. 

He didn't tell them that even that information was not acquired by his own strength, it was the plane that informed him. But what does that matter? Gods use borrowed power anyway. So it makes no difference how he did it.