I knew it...

Helping piece together the evenly fragmented Omnia Cicada and Crimson King, and upon learning of their ordeal through the disheartening conversation of the Green and Red Kings, Thrush couldn't help but sigh inwardly, feeling that life might be unmanageable.

Though I borrowed the light of the Food God, evolving from merely brushing the threshold of the Four Pillar Gods to becoming a top-tier powerhouse, even slightly surpassing them in terms of "values."

But being this top-tier powerhouse... is indeed a bit lacking.

Reflecting on my peculiar truth—neither weak nor strong—Thrush sighed deeply once again in his heart.

Disaster Avoidance is not Disaster Elimination; the truth I have doesn't provide any direct combat abilities, its only effect is to completely avoid crises brought by the Food God, not opposing him.

The Food God is getting fiercer every time; last time he flattened the abyss and pierced through heaven. This time, facing the scheme of the supreme Four Pillar Gods, he fought one against three and achieved a great victory over the Three Pillar Gods. If not for the Old King desperately saving the Green and Red Kings, the supreme Four Pillar Gods might have been utterly vanquished.

"Perhaps... we shouldn't entangle with them anymore?"

Looking at the Green and Red Kings sitting in silence with gloomy expressions in the main hall of [Yesterday's Residence], Thrush hesitated and tentatively suggested: 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"There are countless planes connected to the Old Soil, along with countless potential races. Perhaps we don't have to fight to the death with humanity? Can't we switch to another physical plane or different species?"

Switching to other planes and species...

For Thrush, deemed the most worthless among the Pillar Gods, the Green and Red Kings originally held little regard, but with the Slaughter King Association literally wiped out, Thrush was the lone seedling left, so they showed a bit more patience.

"We can't change."

Alternately opening and closing five eyes, Omnia Cicada sighed and said:

"None of the four of us can change, and you can't either. From the day we became Pillar Gods, our fates were intertwined with humans, endlessly entangled together."

"???"

"Though you haven't been a Pillar God for long, you might have heard some past stories?"

Omnia Cicada blinked, and asked:

"About the past battles between us four and the ancestors of humans, and how we seized those four [relics] from them."

"I've heard a bit..."

Upon hearing this, Thrush recalled and then uncertainly whispered:

"The White Snake once mentioned that humans originally were a very powerful race, inherently possessing the ancestral memory and could communicate through their minds, almost constantly inspired and living up to 500 years."

"That's right."

Omnia Cicada nodded, showing a look of reminiscence, and said:

"Humans, although individual strength was lacking back then and couldn't compete with races like the Demon Angel, as a whole, were almost perfect. It was then, during humanity's peak, that we four were born as True Gods from their material plane, and later..."

"Ahem."

"Stop coughing."

After giving an unsatisfied glance at the five-eyed Crimson King, Omnia Cicada turned to the curious Thrush and said:

"Even though the number of 'transcendence' slots is limited, we'd agreed to best not let more Pillar Gods know about it, but with the Old King probably beyond saving, and Thrush indeed reaching this point, he will inevitably replace the Old King's position when returning to the Old Soil. Why hide it from him?"

"Alas!"

Upon hearing the mention of the Old King, the Crimson King, disheartened, sighed and said nothing, only that the blood aura around him grew a bit thicker.

Gaining the tacit approval from the Crimson King, Omnia Cicada turned his head back, five eyes fixed intently on Thrush, continuing:

"I won't delve into the complicated past, just tell you the crucial part... you know? The Pillar God is not the end; our path can actually extend further upwards."

"What?!!!"

Upon hearing this, Thrush was taken aback and hurriedly asked:

"Further upwards? Does it mean... we can grasp something greater than truth?"

"No, the truth is already the limit."

Omnia Cicada shook his head and said:

"When I say further upwards, I mean to complete the understanding of your truth, elevate your essence, and finally achieve a unique status called 'transcendence,' becoming a supreme being truly beyond fate."

Transcendence...

Memorizing this word, which seemed to activate some of my instincts, making my blood boil uncontrollably, Thrush licked his somewhat dry lips, his eyes shining as he pursued:

"Lord Green King, first you mentioned those four [relics], and then spoke of transcendence, so between the two..."

"The four relics we seized from humanity's ancestors are the keys to transcendence."

Omnia Cicada stated calmly:

"The true name of Red King's truth is [Crimson Overlord], if explained more explicitly, it's about bloodlines, vitality, sacred yet impure blood, etc., but the continuation of bloodlines is merely a remnant, not the true and complete [inheritance].

My truth is named [Omnia Cicada], comprehending the principles of all things in the interval of a cicada's chirp, representing the power of the 'known,' whereas the capability to bring forth endless unknown 'creation' lies beyond my truth."