After a mont of stunned silence, God of Rogues floated to and the pile of God of Monks' dead bodies and carefully landed on a web-free spot. He shook his head and clicked his tongue as he looked at the massacre.
"What a wonder… Is he really gone? Even if you say yes, I'm not sure I will believe you. I've known him for so long…" God of Rogues kept staring with a pensive expression.
I listened intently to his thoughts. My body tensed as I prepared for him to decide to end our cooperation with now. It would've been a joy on so level. I wanted him dead, after all—this was just too soon.
Instead, he was thinking if killing God of Monks in Hell would help the ecology of the mortal realm, or will the EXP that was released from his body on death never reach it?
I had to blink. This thought was based on a concept that was beyond my understanding. Which was curious, and prompted to keep a closer watch over God of Rogues, in case he thinks about it again soti.
"What a glorious fight!" Tremble said. She and other Enforcers gathered their scattered and bent weapons and ca up to , too, throwing hungry glances at the pile of bodies in front of . "A fucking god!"
"Dig in. You deserved it." I gestured generously and ripped off the first piece.
"I think I will leave you guys to your… thing." God of Rogues averted his eyes. "I will find you later, Devourer."
Later, in this case, was after God of Monks' first body was looted for his beautiful robes, strong enough to be an armour for so exalted demon, and the rest of him was eaten. Enforcers engorged himself on at and there was still plenty of it left for , but I felt like the most valuable thing I ate was that spark of conscience I swallowed in my rage.
I wondered how I managed it. Was it because the god's soul was weakened? I had to try it out again, to experint. Could I do it in the mortal realm as well? I doubted it.
These questions still were a burden in my head when I returned to Dis. The Master of Sin was in his palace again since a few days ago, and when I ca in, they were playing a board ga with God of Rogues. The two of them seed to have found likely minded people in each other.
Like most other demons, the Master of Sin showed no particular reverence towards God of Rogues, though I sensed the carefulness with which he studied him for intents, ready to avoid a strike at any mont.
At my arrival, the Master of Sin stood up and bowed. "Congratulations, Devourer! I've already heard the amazing news. It's only a matter of ti before the rest of Hell does, too—and then even more people will co to rally under your banner. I do wonder about the possible retributions, though…"
He eyed , wondering silently if I will shoo him away for secret talks with God of Rogues or let him be. I gestured for him to sit back and found myself an empty chair, too.
"I wonder, too. God of Rogues, with no one knowing where God of Monks went, when do you think his disappearance will be noticed?"
He shrugged. "Depends on your luck. But with all that happened, I doubt I will manage to pick a single one as easily… Though I will do my best." God of Rogues smirked. "But if I were you, Devourer, I'd bring the fight to them. Attack them in the mortal realm, then strike at Heaven when they are weakened."
"If I may speak, this sounds like an unnecessary risk," the Master of Sin spoke up. "It's not like we have not established that the gods will co down to Devourer as soon as he announces himself. It would be much easier to defeat them on our ho ground as opposed to theirs."
God of Rogues didn't like that plan because it made it much harder for him to control the flow of that decisive fight and of how many more gods he was leaving for to kill. Aloud, though, he said, "But they can prepare, too. They still might bring angels with them, or scout the place before going in. It's not really an option to fight on the defensive."
I agreed with the last, but attacking Heaven with all the angels that lived there sounded like a bad idea, too. What to do when you had no idea what to do?
Right—delay. "This is a moot point, isn't it? Either way, the plan is the sa for now—make that demon army. If gods attack us while we are at it, then it would be another story, but they don't have a reason to think that God of Monks disappeared in Hell of all places, don't they?"
God of Rogues nodded and stood up. "If that's your decision, it's not the worst one I've seen. And I'd love to chat more, but I've been here for too long already. I'd better return and make sure that no one has a reason to suspect in this disappearance…"
After he teleported away with an intent to make sure no stray angel saw or rembered him visiting God of Monks, I turned to the Master of Sin with the looted robes in my hand.
"You didn't fight, so no at was left, but I got this. Will add you so presentability, which will be useful since you are still my organisational man." I grinned, proud of myself for finding organisational people in all the realms. "Now make this tournant soon, or I will take it away with so of your limbs."
"Thank you, lord, and I will," the Master of Sin walked up to and bowed regally, accepting his gift. "The first recruits had already co.. Though, as much as you dislike the organisational problems, your assistance would be helpful with a few of them."
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