The battle among the Undead Tribe was intense, while another person was... letting loose completely.

Hill had entirely given up the thought of helping ’Snow Cloud Peak’ rein in Aesces’s wild rampages.

The current situation wouldn’t change anything, so just let him be.

Hill somewhat understood the reason behind Aesces’s antics... List actually had an inkling too, otherwise he wouldn’t have mentioned Oriana.

Back then, when Hill was about to set off on his journey, it was Oriana, the little bear who depended the least on Hill—only seeking him out at meal times—that caused the biggest stir and couldn’t accept his departure.

It seemed that Aesces had realized that after this final battle, ’Snow Cloud Peak’ and most of the Undead Tribe he liked would surely choose to leave.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ and the other members of the Undead Tribe made no attempt to hide this fact.

Like the group of Black Rose, they had actually been in remote contact with Edna recently, discussing some plans for the future of Hidden Town.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ should also be in touch with Nasir on the Chult Peninsula.

Aesces was not as fortunate as Oriana; at least Hill had promised her he would return to Teraxil and bring her plenty of gifts.

This time when the Undead Tribe left, unless his world faced such a crisis again, he might only see the playful antics of the Undead Tribe on the big screen from now on.

From Aesces’s usual behavior, it’s evident that he was cherished throughout his upbringing, living recklessly, and rarely unable to get what he desired.

So he didn’t even know how to ask a group of people, who wanted to leave, to stay.

Aesces could understand Hill’s departure, after all, for Sons of the Earth like them, they would meet again in the future.

But the Undead Tribe... even if time folded, these people would only be a brief and joyful encounter in his life, and after parting ways, there would no longer be any intersections.

Aesces knew that some might enter the Divine Kingdom of other deities, but having dealt with the World Without Magic before and knowing its intricacies, he’s aware that the numbers wouldn’t be large.

Only those with truly solid bonds could take someone away during those last brief moments their souls still existed.

Ismael’s random borrowing was a different matter.

So now, during this time, it’s his last hurrah with these other-worldly beings he liked so much.

Thus he became like a carefree husky, completely unconcerned.

Of course, Hill wasn’t that sensitive of a person either, but after List gently reminded him, Hill quickly understood.

However, expressing his reluctance for friends in this way... calling him a husky wasn’t really unfair according to the Undead Tribe.

Then Hill immediately realized why ’Snow Cloud Peak’ unexpectedly held back, even accompanied Aesces until dawn during such a tense time.

Although somewhat dense in certain aspects, unexpectedly, they showed a bit of human warmth!

Even when facing AI... even if the AI had high intelligence and well-simulated emotions, they were not considered real life forms in the eyes of the Undead Tribe, otherwise in Doomsday, the group wouldn’t have treated Hill like that... ’Snow Cloud Peak’ had chosen to accommodate the unspeakable little emotions of the opponent.

Hmm? Is he truly dense?

Hill was somewhat doubtful now, but... surely no one could pretend to be an oblivious straight man for decades?

This isn’t such an incredible persona, who could maintain it?

Suppressing the faint doubts rising, Hill decided to let Aesces continue his antics during this period... once those emotions were released, considering the overly husky-like traits of this God of the Earth, he probably wouldn’t be sullen for long.

The best thing about a headstrong personality is that they are slow to pick up things, but quick to let go.

Of course, ’Snow Cloud Peak’ would have a few days of headache because of this, but it’s not a big deal, right?

So, good luck to the Dog Attack Squad!

Hill himself had to quickly reweave his big cloak, which had been turned into trash by the husky.

Thinking about this, Hill couldn’t help but feel irritated.

Heh~ Based on his understanding of Snow Old Dog, as long as Hill didn’t help smooth things over in these few days, the tolerance level of the Undead Tribe’s command would surely decrease rapidly.

Hehehe~

The Lily of the Valley Branch in the command hall silently shifted direction... ensuring that Hill could hear the best and most shocking sound effect at the moment ’Snow Cloud Peak’ erupted.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ showed more endurance than Hill expected.

They actually tolerated Aesces for two whole days before erupting!

Of course, it might be that the resentment accumulated over the past two days was too deep, so his burst of anger was truly more violent than the fiercest volcano Aesces could produce.

The rapidity of his speech, the sharpness of his words, and the venom in his tone were all at a level that could be considered shocking in the Multiverse.

Hill even felt he could see countless curious faces peering from the Starry Sky... with William standing in the center, arm-in-arm with Shaer.

Although it was just a flash of intuition, Hill was sure that it likely wasn’t fake.

In the Fantasy World, when one feels the gaze of deities, do not entertain any doubts, there are only two reasons: the deities really glanced at you.

Or, the Devil has arrived.

The explosion was so astonishing to the deities that almost none were absent.

Hill suspected even Asmodeus, who was teasing Gaia, was listening... he was originally circling Gaia, clearly trying to inject vile light and command aura into Gaia, or Gaia’s weapon, but suddenly stopped and directly clashed with Gaia’s scepter.

Moreover, when he started circling again, the timing was very precise; it was right after Aesces had fled in silence after being scolded.

Even the Lord of Hell slightly delayed time... wondering if Aesces would rush back again.

Fortunately, even a husky would be somewhat more respectful when placed in the freezing zone.

Aesces didn’t appear until the next day, though ’Snow Cloud Peak’ seemed pretty satisfied, Hill really couldn’t understand this instantaneous recovery ability.

He even had a strange feeling... maybe Aesces’s face would grow very thick in the future.

Thicker than anything Hill could imagine... Edna’s rarity in the Fantasy World was quite rare, but ’Old Age Striking King,’ being a very decent lady, the girls she brought up, well, though they might lounge around, wouldn’t be so shameless.

But Aesces seemed... perhaps because he couldn’t learn due to lack of intelligence, he simply adopted ’Snow Cloud Peak’s’ broad-mindedness of drying one’s spit on the face?

Forget it, only he himself, there’s no need to sound so nice.

Hill silently tapped the table: an unrivaled strongman, ruthless in achieving goals, even willing to gamble with their own face and skin.

The last deity that made him feel somewhat similar, who was it?

Lansendel?

Hill quickly turned to look, but the tense emotions were alleviated by Gaia, who was still fiercely resisting in not fully understanding the situation on the big screen... no worries, he wouldn’t frequent this place in the future.

The unfortunate person about to bear all this was named Lucimar.

Then Aesces and ’Snow Cloud Peak’ quickly returned to their normal mode... presumably ’Snow Cloud Peak’ also became a little self-aware, silence too long would only lead to metamorphosis, definitely wouldn’t make him human.

Here by the seaside, although turbulent, Hill could understand the waves.

In the desert, he was really quite baffled.

Zhu Meili’s Night Butterfly was still there, busily munching on the cactus.

Speaking of which, whether that cactus was lucky or unlucky was unclear.

For the desert Royal Palace to turn out like this, regardless of whether it was Rose and the Hell Cats fighting or this current power struggle... every blow really did spark fireworks!

The dry desert environment, coupled with the Lord of Hell’s habitual black fire explosions, led to the palace near the main battlefield catching fire.

Although the Undead Tribe often flooded Golden Mountain... probably knowing the desert lacked water, their Water Element Mages indeed brought a lot... but this could only save part of the pure fire disaster, what’s burned by black fire had no salvation.

Yet the giant cactus tree where the Night Butterfly was remained untouched.

However, Hill noticed that the cactus wasn’t entirely unaffected.

An Undead Tribe member was taking care of it.

It looked like a casual flick, but each time it caught fire, it would immediately get hit with a random group attack using Water Magic or Ice Magic within minutes.

That place was a bit away from Rainbow Bridge, the erratic actions of the Undead Tribe didn’t attract any attention.