Chapter 709: Forcing a Retreat

"Your Majesty, your wings at present are truly awe-inspiring."

Inside the magic tower, Isis looked at Li Mochen with deep meaning in her eyes: "It seems that this time, Your Majesty doesn't even need to strike personally, and Ahura will find it hard to leave this place alive."

At this moment, the army of the Destiny-Glorious Alliance was indeed sweeping through the Heavenly Kingdom of Light like a hot knife through butter.

Their sudden attack had indeed caught the opponent off guard. Several of Ahura's Archangels and at least six angelic legions had been unable to return to Ahura's divine domain.

And now this force was being blocked by an army commanded by the 'War Angel' Robert in the interlayer between the material plane and the outer realms, unable to extricate itself.

Even Ahura Mazda himself had only narrowly returned just as their allied forces were about to arrive.

This led to an exceptionally weak defense within the Heavenly Kingdom of Light, where only four angelic legions and six demon legions under Angra Mainyu remained.

The enemy had already begun deploying the faithful departed, of which Ahura had accumulated a great number. But the gap in combat power was hard to bridge, and due to the existence of the Destiny Magic Tower, Ahura's divine domain advantage could not be brought into play.

"I wouldn't be so arrogant as to go that far. The reason I can sit here calmly is simply that the time hasn't come yet."

Li Mochen replied calmly: "That Lord Ahura is not an opponent to be easily dealt with."

Zhuanxu and Isabel, who were present, were meant to guard against Gaia, Zeus, and the several chaotic evil gods.

Moreover, it was foreseeable that Ahura's struggle and counterattack would be exceptionally frenzied. He could not entrust such a dangerous opponent to his subordinates and friends.

In fact, the battle between him and Ahura was already underway. Besides the clash and entanglement of the two law networks between the Destiny Magic Tower and the Heavenly Kingdom of Light, Li Mochen was constantly intercepting time fragments from the outer realms to fill Ahura's 'Inclusiveness' and 'Chaos,' allowing his troops to rampage freely across this divine land.

Just then, a flash of blue-green light appeared before Li Mochen.

It was an extremely robust figure, about four meters tall, shaped like a fusion of deer and human—half-man, half-deer, with scales covering its body and a single horn on its head.

This figure knelt on one knee before Li Mochen: "I am late, Your Majesty. Due to obstruction from certain forces, I spent a little extra time on the way."

"No! You have arrived just in time."

Li Mochen's lips curled slightly: "I now believe more deeply that luck is on my side."

This was Janos, the legion commander of the Blue Blood Legion, a powerful god-king who wielded 'Thunder' and 'Space.'

"Go join the battle, Janos. Lead your troops and help me sweep through the divine domain of Lord Ahura Mazda as quickly as possible."

Janos said nothing more. With a slight nod, he transformed back into lightning and descended upon the battlefield.

He was a mercenary who fought for pay. Li Mochen's demands were not unreasonable, and with sufficient compensation, he had no reason to refuse.

With his direct intervention in the battle, the situation tilted even further in favor of the allied forces.

Under meticulous and thorough wisdom, the Doomsday Giant Surtr, the Trickster God Loki, the Dark Goddess Ishtar, the Dawn Lord Apollo, the Holy War King Michael, the Earth Angel Christine, and the Nature Goddess Artemis led their troops, advancing triumphantly on all fronts.

They were slaughtering Ahura's legions, using penetration, encirclement, assault, and flanking maneuvers—employing various outstanding tactics and absolute power to crush every ounce of the ancient light god's strength.

Even the direct appearance of Ahura's evil aspect, Angra Mainyu, could not change the battlefield situation.

Surprisingly, it was not the powerful 'Blue Blood King' Janos who restrained him, but the Nature Goddess Artemis.

After obtaining the 'Hand of Natural Order,' it seemed that a switch had been flipped inside her. Recently, she had become exceptionally diligent, and her displayed combat power far exceeded outsiders' expectations.

Nature, life, poison, penetration, shooting, hunting, and the moon—Artemis employed a kiting tactic, swiftly shifting and moving wherever moonlight reached, and each of her arrows posed a great threat to Angra Mainyu.

Thus, although none of her divine authorities reached the truth level, she forced Angra Mainyu to divert most of his power to deal with her.

Angra Mainyu was immensely powerful, himself a deputy god-king of darkness and destruction. But unfortunately, the concept of the moon was the best force against darkness. As the yang within yin, the light nurtured within darkness allowed Artemis's arrows to easily tear through his darkness.

At this point, almost everyone knew that Ahura had exhausted his tricks.

But perhaps waiting for reinforcements, the Lord of Zoroastrianism remained hidden in his Radiant Divine Court, allowing the Destiny-Glorious Alliance to massacre his army.

"If he still doesn't show up, our army can directly smash the core of his divine kingdom."

Two hours later, Isis bowed to Li Mochen: "Your Majesty, I can now hand over command."

By this time, the resistance of the Heavenly Kingdom of Light had nearly vanished. Most of the ten angelic legions stationed there had been completely annihilated, and thirty million faithful departed had dissipated. All the Zoroastrian gods had retreated to Ahura's side.

The army of the Destiny-Glorious Alliance had already deployed before the Radiant Divine Court, which also allowed Li Mochen's 'Destiny Magic Tower' to gradually gain the upper hand in the battle of law networks.

At this point, there was no longer a need for overly meticulous command; the battle of the divine armies was over.

Two options remained: one was to use this massive force to besiege and kill Ahura; the other was for Li Mochen to strike personally, with the assistance of the gods, to slay Ahura. This could effectively avoid casualties among the divine army, but at the same time, he would have to endure Ahura's desperate final blow. The ancient Lord of Light, ready to fight to the death, still possessed formidable deterrence.

"I personally thank you for your command, Lady Isis. Your ability to command operations is truly impressive."

In truth, Li Mochen did not think Isis's strategic and tactical skills were that exceptional. Compared to his own subordinates like Guderian and Rommel, there was still a significant gap.

Moreover, she had considerable selfish motives, intentionally or unintentionally placing their angelic legions in safer positions during the campaign, making the Destiny pantheon's army bear more risks.

But she had been relatively restrained and subtle, so Li Mochen chose not to bother with her. The key was that their casualties were not high to begin with, and the souls of the fallen would be collected by Angela's death angels, soon to be reborn.

Then Li Mochen began to scan the void again, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"They probably won't appear."

Isis guessed Li Mochen's thoughts but disagreed: "I think the likelihood of their participation was never high."

This could be seen from the formidable strength of the Destiny-Glorious Alliance alone—the Blue Blood King Janos in the outer realms, the Life and War Goddess Isabel, the True Martial Emperor Zhuanxu, the Dark Mother Ishtar, the Trickster God Loki, the Poison Dragon Nidhogg, herself Isis, and the initially restored Abyss King Satan—eight god-kings in total.

Below them, those capable of exerting god-king-level power in a short time included Prometheus, the Divine Power Angel Heracles, the Wisdom Goddess Athena, the Dawn Lord Apollo, the Supreme Dragon God Ao, Michael, Gabriel, and more than a dozen others.

If she were Gaia and the others, facing such a lineup without absolute geographical advantage, she would not rashly join the battle either.

They might even suspect whether this was a trap set by Li Mochen to lure them into a decisive battle.

"But that doesn't explain why Ahura hid in his divine court and refused to come out, watching us slaughter his faithful departed and divine army."

The Wisdom Goddess Athena also had doubts in her eyes: "He should have chosen to fight Your Majesty when his strength was at its peak, rather than allowing us to gradually clip his wings."

"I have been waiting for Gaia and Chaos to appear, but so far, I haven't sensed their presence nearby."

Li Mochen said as he stood up: "Although I can't figure out what tricks they're playing, it doesn't matter."

At this moment, his 'Dutian Thunder Fire Star Core Sword Formation' had already spread outside the riddled Heavenly Kingdom of Light, resonating with the stars of the firmament, radiating boundless starlight.

And just as the word 'doesn't matter' left Li Mochen's mouth, his figure had already departed. Carrying thirteen forbidden spells, he smashed toward the opposite Radiant Divine Court like a meteor.

Wherever his Gungnir Holy Spear pointed, everything ahead was destroyed. Whether it was the law network of the Heavenly Kingdom of Light or those glorious and holy structures, they were all crushed into particles under the pressure of his power.

The latter was due to one of his forbidden spells, 'Atomic Decomposition,' which could decompose everything into atoms, and Li Mochen had elevated this forbidden spell to a level comparable to pseudo-truth divine authority.

Then most of these atoms would go a step further, becoming fuel for nuclear fusion under tens of billions of degrees of heat, burning everything! Making this world of radiance even more brilliant. Countless flames and immeasurable radiant energy impacted every corner of this world.

Li Mochen's single spear strike caused the entire divine land to show signs of collapse. Even the well-prepared Destiny divine army struggled to hold on; under the divine protection of many chief gods and god-kings, many still experienced spiritual turmoil, even bleeding from their orifices.

But before it truly shattered, Ahura's 'Sun Golden Ring' had already slashed out from within the Radiant Divine Court.

"Boom!"

Their clash unleashed even more flames, but Li Mochen's destruction of the law network and the divine kingdom's structure itself was halted.

"Light and dark merging?"

Li Mochen's eyebrows lifted slightly, a look of admiration in his eyes. The power Ahura displayed at this moment was somewhat similar to the Eastern concept of 'Taiji'—light and dark merging, yin and yang combining, absorbing, transforming, and redirecting, dissolving most of the power he had attacked with.

"But unfortunately—"

Unfortunately, his evil aspect, the Dark Destruction God Angra Mainyu, had not reached its peak, nor could it.

The Western system was rapid and swift in power cultivation, but far inferior to the Taoist school of the Pangu civilization in terms of integration and coordination.

Li Mochen did not thrust a second spear, but his summoned 'Dutian Thunder Fire Star Core Sword Qi' had already broken through all obstacles ahead. And the power of the Destiny gods from afar helped him destroy and suppress all the law networks he needed to break.

By the time Li Mochen arrived before the gates of the divine court, this Heavenly Kingdom of Light was on the verge of collapse.

Eight god-kings with divine rank 20, fourteen quasi-god-kings with divine rank 19, plus Li Mochen himself and the power of the Destiny Magic Tower, were tearing apart this world.

Such vast and majestic power could not be suppressed or resisted even by Ahura, the master of this place.

"Lord Ahura, you have truly opened my eyes this time. Do you only dare to shrink in your shell? Are you still waiting for Gaia and Chaos?"

Li Mochen stood before the divine court, smiling coldly and contemptuously: "But if they were willing to come, they would have come long ago. Why wait until now?"

Li Mochen did not rashly push open the tightly closed metal gates. He was systematically dismantling everything here, subverting the laws established by the first Lord of Light, neutralizing or counteracting Ahura's divine power. Unless he was sure that Ahura's geographical advantage here was completely nullified, he would not rashly enter a place where his combat power could not be fully exerted.

Li Mochen could achieve this; that was the significance of his choice to join forces with Horus and lead the massive coalition to attack this place.

But although he did not attempt to break down the door, it swung open on its own just a second later, revealing everything inside this Radiant Divine Court before Li Mochen.

However, the scene before him made Li Mochen's eyes show a hint of surprise.

At this moment, the surviving gods of Zoroastrianism, such as the Void Angel Vahman, the Fire Angel Atar, the Earth Angel Spandarmat, the Moon Angel Mah, the Time Angel Zurvan, the Chaos Demon Saruva, the Deceit Demon Druj, and others, were lined up on both sides.

Angra Mainyu was not present in the hall, but Ahura Mazda, seated on the throne, had transformed into black and white. Half of his body was as smooth as jade, while the other half was pitch black—these two colors were not balanced, causing blood marks to constantly burst at their intersection.

What was surprising was that Ahura Mazda revealed a pair of huge wings behind him. But almost every feather on these wings was dripping blood, and a trace of black energy lurked at Ahura's brow.

Li Mochen took one look and immediately understood what had happened.

At this point, he was not in a hurry to act; instead, he asked with some curiosity: "Is this contamination by the power of Slaanesh? When did it happen?"

"Four years ago."

Ahura's expression and mood were relatively calm: "Shortly after the Alaska War, many imams and priests of the Truth Faith fell due to the drug 'Ecstasy.'"

Li Mochen suddenly understood, then laughed with schadenfreude, thinking that this was a classic case of reaping what one sows.

The Lord of Slaanesh had spread drugs in the mortal world precisely to target the Destiny Pantheon and the Light Faith.

But the Lord of Light had always been very strict with his followers, and the Destiny Church was even more so. Only Ahura, in order to usurp the Truth Lord, had to indiscriminately accept some less pure believers and imams from the Truth Faith.

Thus, drugs like 'Ecstasy' had not shaken him or Horus but had caused Ahura to suffer collateral damage.

Fortunately, he possessed the Truth and Inclusiveness; otherwise, he would have long been controlled by Slaanesh.

So Ahura's and his gods' absence during the Blood Feast Worm battle was understandable. On one hand, their divinity was indeed contaminated; on the other, they were powerless.

Li Mochen then looked at Ahura's pair of wings: "Mithra was devoured by you?"

"In my resistance against Slaanesh, he saw an opportunity."

Ahura answered without reservation, his attitude very candid: "His hatred for me is well known, and in this world, he indeed had the potential to replace me. But I had sufficient precautions."

Li Mochen laughed: "In such a state, you still dared to compete with the Lord of Light for the light god of the dark world?"

He guessed that the reason Ahura had fallen to this state was mostly due to distraction from the struggle with the Lord of Light.

"That was my only chance; I had to compete. With the sun you created, I could resolve all problems within me. But unfortunately, Horus's condition was ultimately superior to mine, and he also seized the initiative."

Ahura's face showed little regret. He looked at Li Mochen: "You have seen my current state. How do you plan to deal with me?"

Li Mochen said thoughtfully: "You mean that if I continue to act now, you will completely turn to Slaanesh, right? A laughable threat!"

"But it is effective." Ahura looked at his own body and smiled bitterly: "If there were a better choice, I would never choose Chaos. That depends on Your Majesty."

"But I am now thinking that killing you before your fall, or even after, is not impossible."

At this moment, Li Mochen's killing intent was indeed as cold and sharp as a knife: "Are you sure you can threaten me?"

"I never doubt the power of the Lord of Destiny, but I also know that after I fall, Slaanesh will surely find a way to let me escape."

Ahura remained unmoved: "Or make you and your pantheon pay a certain price. My body can obtain more and stronger power from Him, just like Chaos. If you insist on killing me, you can give it a try."

Li Mochen thought for a long time, then finally put away his Gungnir holy spear and looked back: "I can promise you that, after you pay a sufficient price, I will let you and your pantheon leave the Light World safely, and can even help you purify some of the chaotic power. But I'm still curious—ten angelic legions, thirty million petitioners, are they so worthless in your eyes?"

"But before this, would you have believed me?"

Ahura asked expressionlessly: "I suppose only when I lie unresisting on your chopping block can I truly earn your trust. Besides, at least a seventh of them have already been corrupted. I can't distinguish them, so I have no choice. At this moment, what would Your Majesty Wieldenstadt do?"

Li Mochen fell silent. He thought that if he were in such a situation, he might not fare much better than Ahura.

He could never be as ruthless and merciless as Ahura, but a bloody purge would be inevitable. So there was no need to seek moral superiority over this one.

"Then let's talk about the price. I want all your wealth, including magical materials and so on. The 'Golden Ring of the Sun' must also stay—this mythical artifact originated from the Light World, and I think it's better for it to remain in its homeland."

Ahura remained expressionless: "Agreed. That's reasonable."

"Also—" Li Mochen pointed at Ahura's wings: "Mithra, transfer Him and His contract to me."

"Mithra?" Ahura was somewhat puzzled: "Are you sure? Under your command, He should have no place. And this one, like me now, has his divinity corrupted."

"That's not for Your Highness Ahura to worry about. I have my own ways of dealing with him."

Li Mochen smiled: "But this is only my condition. As for Her Highness Isis, you'll have to negotiate with her yourself."

At this moment, Isis had entered the hall. Seeing Ahura's current state, she was also astonished, her gaze mixed with surprise, delight, and mockery.

But Ahura's attitude toward her was entirely different. He met Isis's gaze with a cold stare: "But I don't intend to make any concessions to her and her son. They haven't earned the right to make me admit defeat. If you insist on humiliating me like this, I'd rather defect to Slaanesh."

Isis's eyes darkened instantly.

That meant in this alliance, the Mandate Pantheon would take all the spoils, while she and the Lord of Radiance would gain nothing.

But then Isis adjusted her mindset: "So be it. I can accept."

Now the most important thing was not the spoils, but that after eliminating the threat of Ahura, they could calmly deal with the Dark Abyss and the other Horus.

"But how should the contract be signed? Tzeentch's power can invalidate most contracts in this world, and this one's power has clearly entered this world. So now I find it hard to trust methods like the Star Contract or the Root Contract."

Li Mochen thought this was simple. All the contracts under his banner no longer used roots or stars. Almost all contract supervision and retribution were directed at himself.

The disadvantage was that the binding force was weaker, but the advantage was cost-saving and safe. He couldn't stop Tzeentch's abilities, but he could sense the moment a contractor betrayed.

As for Ahura's problem, it was also easy to solve. Just replace the supervisor with an existence that could contend with Tzeentch, such as the Lord of the Three Teachings of that Door, or the Great Emperor of the Aserai—

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On the continent of Anatolia, still the same desolate, uninhabited little dock, the Lord of Slaanesh descended again.

"You puzzle me, my kin."

His tone was very bad, and the slightly chaotic timbre of his voice revealed his mood: "I have been waiting all along, but in the end, I got nothing."

"Are you complaining that I didn't intervene?"

The old man dressed as a fisherman stared fixedly at the buoy ahead: "I have no obligation to help you just because, in your view, the situation has infinitely tilted in his favor."

The Lord of Slaanesh looked at him expressionlessly: "Can the situation get any worse? My two poor little allies can only keep moving Mount Olympus and the Pantheon further into the outer realms; they no longer even have the confidence to hold their divine kingdoms."

"Ahura is out of the game, and one more force that could oppose the Lord of Fate is gone. Of course they can't hold on."

The fisherman said with sarcasm: "But Slaanesh, isn't this due to your greed? You saw an opportunity and tried to turn Ahura into your pawn, but never considered that this would give the Lord of Fate an opening. That's your limitation, Slaanesh. You are cunning and clever, but you never know how to restrain your desires."

As he spoke, he had another catch—a newly caught small yellow croaker, which he placed in the cage.

"You should have realized that your corruption would inevitably weaken Ahura's power, and you should have known that the Lord of Fate, given his style, would spare no effort to sweep away all threats to Him at this time. Yet you still did it. Desire and greed blinded your wisdom. So now you want my help again, want me to clean up your mess? Isn't that ridiculous? What obligation do I have to invest my power in a war that I believe is doomed to fail?"

The Lord of Slaanesh fell silent. He was displeased, but he agreed with Tzeentch's accusation.

After about a minute, he adjusted his mood: "Tell me, what are you thinking? I guess even Nurgle's power can't shake his rule over this world."

"That's obvious. He has made ample preparations. Especially the divine power he displayed—while fighting Ahura, he still kept the magical radiance of all mortal cities' magic towers burning, and continuously provided power to his followers, allowing them to resist the plague with vitality. Truly astonishing!"

The fisherman smiled: "I think since we can't stop him, we don't need to. I even hope you can help me fan the flames and push him further."

The Lord of Slaanesh was taken aback, then fell into deep thought: "I guess your idea. Use the Emperor's power to retreat in order to advance, right? Force the Terran Empire to intervene early by this method. Is that really feasible?"

"I'm not sure, but hasn't your plan to get that thing before the Emperor already failed? Neither I nor you, nor Khorne or Nurgle, have any chance of obtaining that thing without bypassing the Lord of Fate. Aren't you willing to admit this result now?"

The fisherman ignored Slaanesh's rebuttal and continued: "I think you need to change your thinking. Must we keep entangling with this Lord of Fate and wait for the Emperor to finish transforming this world and descend with his army? Haven't you noticed that the Emperor and his Primarchs have remained aloof so far?"

Slaanesh's eyes flickered: "I admit what you say makes sense, but I need to think it over carefully."

"Go ahead and think." The fisherman was indifferent: "But I think it doesn't matter whether you think or not now. After being thwarted so many times by the Lord of Fate, how much power can you still muster?"

Slaanesh snorted disdainfully, then his body vanished again over the sea.

At that moment, the fisherman muttered to himself with a mocking tone: "Unwilling to give up? We have always been good at dismantling enemies from within, not foolishly confronting them head-on. And my kin, you seem to have forgotten this principle."

"What makes that guy most troublesome is neither his cunning, nor his personal strength, nor the pantheon under him, but his terrifying luck—if this luck isn't worn down, who can do anything to him in this world?"

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About thirty-two hours later, Li Mochen watched Ahura and his subordinate gods fly into the distance and disappear into the boundless void.

By then, he had fulfilled his agreement with Ahura, helping to purify part of the chaotic power and separate Mithra. In fact, Li Mochen could have done more. If he had let Einstein and the others set up a targeted formation, he could even have restored Ahura's divinity to purity.

Li Mochen had such a desire. He worried that Ahura might not resist Slaanesh's corruption and eventually become his enemy.

Moreover, the contract Li Mochen finally signed with Ahura stipulated that during his alliance with the Lord of Radiance, Ahura and his pantheon could not return to the Light World or the Dark World.

—This was clearly to counterbalance the Lord of Radiance, and even Isis could say nothing. And as the balancing force Li Mochen hoped for, he naturally wanted this one to improve his current state.

The problem was that Ahura was wary of them. After Li Mochen helped him clear some obvious contamination, Ahura refused further help, unwilling to let the latter touch his divinity.

Li Mochen felt a slight regret, but since Ahura insisted, he wouldn't force it.

After Ahura left, Li Mochen returned to his Destiny Manor magic tower to see his other trophy: Mithra, the former sun god of the Middle East and Ahura's angel of light.

"I must remind you that you have made a wrong choice."

Mithra looked at him expressionlessly: "Contracts cannot bind me, and you cannot earn my loyalty. At this point, I would rather face death than become anyone's so-called 'angel.'"

"Meaning if Tzeentch's power incites, you will definitely betray?"

Li Mochen said with a smile: "So resolute? Won't you ask what price I offer?"

Mithra frowned slightly: "I think this pantheon won't have a second sun god. Ha, there never was one, only a Dawn Lord. You can't give me a better divine office, or how would you appease your subordinates?"

"What about the Angel of Order?"

Li Mochen noticed Mithra was clearly stunned, then a glimmer of light flickered in his eyes.

"Angel of Order?"

"Presiding over order and punishment."

Li Mochen smiled: "There is no such power under my banner yet. Besides, given your power, I also hope you can become my divine envoy."

Mithra fell into deep thought. In ancient times, He was indeed a symbol of order, possessing a certain power of order.

He couldn't help but be tempted. The power of order and punishment was no less than that of radiance.

"Just an angel?"

"Just an angel. I don't intend to give you more."

Li Mochen said frankly: "The only thing I can guarantee is that under my command, you won't be a figurehead. I will let you command a full angelic legion, responsible for order in the divine kingdom and the mortal world."

Under Ahura's control, Mithra was actually very stifled. Above him was Ahura, the god of light; below him were Vahman, the angel of void and fire, and Atar, the angel of fire and light.

In the Zoroastrian pantheon, he had no authority and wasn't even listed among the six archangels.

His eventual rebellion was hardly surprising.

"If it's the office of order and punishment, I can accept it. But can you trust me?" Mithra looked at Li Mochen suspiciously: "Even when the Lord of Tzeentch is watching you?"

"That's my problem."

Li Mochen looked at Mithra: "All you have to do now is wait for my purification and then earn merit. Gain my trust as much as possible, and the recognition of your colleagues."

But Li Mochen was not the only one with doubts about this move. After the new Angel of Order left, Prometheus frowned: "Your Majesty, I think this person is untrustworthy. Especially at this time, it may plant a hidden danger for us."

Not to mention him; even Prime Minister Bismarck disapproved: "Your Majesty, I have heard of this deity's deeds. It's hard to believe He will be content to serve under another."

"But this one's strength is also formidable, isn't it?"

Li Mochen's eyes showed anticipation: "If he hadn't foolishly marched on Rome before his foundation was stable, he might not have lost to Ahura. And now, if I slightly loosen the restrictions on Him, divine rank 20 would be easy."

At his peak, Mithra was indeed very powerful. His cult fought against Ahura's Zoroastrianism on one front; invaded Rome and contended with the Olympian gods under Zeus on another; invaded India, pushing the Indian gods back step by step; then entered Egypt, nearly replacing the Ennead.

In Rome's homeland, Mithra suppressed the Lord of Radiance for at least thirty years.

In that era, He was the most powerful deity, able to fight on five fronts and still gain the upper hand. His defeat was the result of a multi-sided encirclement and strangulation.

Such a person is indeed not one to serve under another. However—

Li Mochen smiled and looked at his goddess of wisdom: "Your Highness Athena, what do you think?"

Athena did not disappoint him: "One of Your Majesty's goals is the Pantheon?"

Mithra was the original master of the Pantheon, once recognized by most races of this world as the Lord of All Gods, until his crushing defeat.

"And this war has made you see through Tzeentch's intentions. They offered almost no resistance, showing that the cunning lord does not intend to stop you from becoming the God Above Gods of this world. So now we must consider the next opponent."

Athena scanned those present: "Ladies and gentlemen, the day of the Terran Empire's great army's arrival may not be far off. And now, every bit of power in this world is worth cherishing. Mithra may be untrustworthy, but when it comes to opposing the Emperor, He will surely be reliable."