At this moment, no one cared about Valentina's tragic fate.

"..."

Everyone watching this scene fell into a chilling silence.

Gods were silent, mortals trembled.

No one could remain calm in the face of this spectacle.

An epic-level avatar of a divine being turned to ashes with just a wave of a hand.

Anyone with even a slight understanding of divine domains knew the enormity of this event without needing to delve deeper.

"This... is the Sun God..."

Countless mortal warriors looked in awe at the blood-red figure with golden eyes, murmuring the name of the Scorching Sun.

"Master of the Sun, who governs the [Sun], [Justice], [Destruction]."

Meanwhile, the gods felt uneasy, looking on with complex expressions.

"Alberta, have you grown stronger again?"

Both the Evil Gods and the True Gods weren't particularly emotional at this moment.

Evil Gods worried about the Sun God cleansing them again upon His revival,

while True Gods had other concerns, fearing He might stray again, bringing disaster to the world.

But in fact, the gods were overthinking it.

The power exerted by "Herbert" was not as exaggerated as it appeared.

The Sun God struck well, but Sinful Desire defended equally adeptly.

If it were another god of high-tier divine power descending, Sinful Desire's avatar could hold out a little longer.

But unfortunately, the opponent was the Sun God, their compatibility was just too terrible.

The God of Sinful Desire was almost naturally restrained by the Sun God, suppressed in every aspect.

Facing this enemy, Sinful Desire never had much chance of victory, and opting not to resist, chose to let the avatar be destroyed after being injured.

This was corroborated on the other side by the God of Assassination.

Though Glukezak chose to flee immediately after realizing the situation wasn't right, His speed was not faster than light, and was attacked by light just before the spatial rift closed.

He cried out miserably and fell in a wretched state from within.

The burial shroud wrapping Him was burned to ashes halfway through in just one encounter, appearing extremely tattered.

There was already an insurmountable chasm between high-tier divine power and low-tier divine power, with a significant gap in strength between the two.

Moreover, the Sun God was the leader among high-tier divine powers, while the God of Assassination was the tail-end among low-tier divine powers.

The disparity in strength between them was fully maximized.

By logic, the God of Assassination had no possibility of struggle whatsoever.

So Glukezak did not resist, but chose to beg for mercy in the humblest manner, praying that the Sun God would spare His life.

"Ah ah ah! No, no, spare me! Master of the Sun! Spare me! I won't dare again! I won't... hmm?"

Glukezak's wails suddenly stopped, He felt His injuries, and turned His eyes strangely.

It seemed... not as painful as imagined?

Though severely injured, He didn't feel as much pain as He imagined.

He could bear it!?

".....Hehe!"

For any normal-thinking person, the first reaction would be to assume the opponent showed mercy or lacked enough strength after descending.

But the Evil Gods cannot be understood with normal human logic.

Upon realizing He could withstand the "Sun God's" divine power, the first thought in the God of Assassination's mind was—The Sun God isn't that powerful after all!

It's best not to try to understand the mindset of the Chaos Faction.

Instead of running away, He even went mad and started hysterically raving.

Not only did He not continue fleeing, but He boldly stayed where He was, looking at Herbert with a contemptuous glance.

He even provocatively licked the residue of blood at the corner of His mouth, seeming to savor the sweetness of Herbert's heart.

"..."

Faced with the Evil God's provocation, "Herbert" showed no expression, not a single hint of emotion.

On the surface, He appeared calm, but internally, He was quite shaken.

After being forcibly revived and discovering His body was out of His control, not even able to be controlled by Nenasha... He finally noticed something was wrong.

He had been possessed.

Worse still, the opponent seemed to be an unfamiliar entity who hadn't introduced themselves to Him.

Darn it, He was forcibly possessed!

Before Herbert could figure a way out, upon witnessing the "Light of the Scorching Sun" born from His fingertips, He suddenly realized everything.

Ah—

So this is how it is!

At that moment, Herbert understood everything.

He finally comprehended what Nenasha's hesitant expression meant earlier.

And, He identified who she referred to as "that guy."

The Sun God.

The original light of this world, also the fiercest blazing sun.

Alberta.

Simultaneously, Herbert learned a shocking piece of knowledge that hadn't fully sunk in yet.

This deity representing the Scorching Sun was surprisingly the Sun Goddess he had casually fabricated…!!?

What the heck.

Ah!!?

Folks, this is seriously bad news!

This is absolutely unbelievable!

The wild history I made up has turned into reality!!?

It's truly the Sun Goddess!!!

Honestly.

Even when his heart was sneak-attacked and gouged out before, Herbert wasn't as tense as he is now.

Hiss!

This!

You, not, ah?

Uh, this… this is quite the revelatory moment!!?

At this moment, not even the mandatory calm bestowed upon Him by the Snow Witch's Blood could take effect.