A few figures in the shadows looked at the Dark Goddess Shar in shock in an unknown tavern.
"Darkness Goddess, is Asmodeus going to attack the gods? But didn't he lose his authority as well?"
Shar, who was in the form of a middle-aged woman, felt the fear of the evil gods, and her eyes flashed with mockery.
"You're scared already? You're so timid that it makes people laugh..."
Their faces stiffened, and they wanted to retort but were speechless. That was Asmodeus!
"You're not afraid. You're the f*cking Darkness Goddess. We expected you to be bold. Who are we? You are incomparable…"
Shar slowly picked up the wine glass on the table, and the red liquid entered her mouth and went down her throat.
She lightly savored the taste of the wine. She casually spoke afterward.
"Asmodeus had long prepared for this. He hadn't attacked the Grace Mainland Overlord these days, most likely to use him to gather the gods."