I Am Hades, The supreme GOD of the Underworld!

The Seven Sins of Humanity.

This was Hades' notion.

Could it succeed?

It's... hard to say.

However, from Hades' perspective, given his current strength and insight, the probability of success was extremely high. And if he succeeded, the enhancements it would bring would be beyond doubt.

As for the consequences of such actions on the Mythical World? That was uncertain.

It might not impact the Mythical World directly, but it would certainly have a tremendous effect on humanity. In such a situation, there was only one course of action: to seize this moment.

Otherwise, the Mythical World would surely stand as an enemy in opposition to him—this was almost a certainty. Hades wasn't a fool; he saw these things clearly.

In this light, everything would unfold very differently.

This was no joking matter. The Mythical World would inevitably attempt to interfere, and the best way to counteract it would be to seize this opportunity during the racial conflict.

Taking action at the right time would make everything far easier.

"I hope."

"I hope this plan can proceed as originally outlined, without major issues."

Hades had limited confidence in this particular scheme.

Why?

The reason was simple: Hades knew he wasn't just challenging a single god or even the God-King or Ancient Gods. He was up against the entire Mythical World.

Take Gaia, for instance, and you could see what that entailed.

Targeting the Mythical World would require an unimaginable cost.

If things didn't go well, then the only outcome would be infinite complications, issues with no clear solution. In this situation, the best strategy was to tackle everything step by step.

Otherwise?

Facing the entirety of the Mythical World, even Hades would be powerless.

Would he have to abandon everything related to the Greek Pantheon and the Mythical World? Although Hades could theoretically sever ties for the time being, that shouldn't happen unless it was the absolute last resort. Some things had to be taken one step at a time, much like walking a path or eating a meal slowly.

Otherwise, things could go horribly wrong, with troubles arising that would leave one feeling helpless and at a loss.

Every issue had to be addressed gradually.

Hades wasn't foolish enough to abandon everything here; that would be idiocy at its finest. Such actions would be as senseless as those of a fool.

After a brief contemplation, Hades halted his train of thought and left the matter to Mephistopheles, confident he would handle it well.

Trust the people you employ; don't employ those you distrust.

This was Hades' philosophy. His thought process was straightforward and predictable, never engaging in bizarre or irrational acts.

The reason for this was simple.

Hades understood that if these matters weren't handled properly, they could lead to massive issues.

Therefore, since he'd chosen to leave it to Mephistopheles, it was best to trust him entirely.

Besides, Mephistopheles was well-acquainted with these matters and was sure to manage them effectively.

Hades had always placed his trust in him.

If Mephistopheles couldn't handle even this, it would indeed be surprising. Whether they ultimately succeeded or not, there would be no failure or mishaps.

While Hades pondered this, elsewhere…

In the earthly realm, at the Earth's Core…

Gaia's figure gradually appeared, her indistinct form hovering at the edge of the Earth's Core.

Here, she faced no restrictions; however, a single step further would bring her under the Mythical World's constraints.

"Mythical World."

"Hades."

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

Gaia's voice was cold, her tone distant. "I'm quite satisfied with you all. I've received your little gift. Now! Let's see if you can keep up with this game, hmm?"

Her gaze was not only cold and indifferent but filled with boundless pride.

Clearly, these issues were inconsequential to Gaia.

She was thoroughly prepared.

Even though she had been momentarily outmaneuvered, to Gaia, what did it matter?

It was nothing of importance. Gaia's readiness was thorough, and this minor incident was merely a trifle. Such matters were almost negligible in her eyes.

"Hmm…"

Gaia paused, considering how to proceed and what her next moves should be.

Obviously, Gaia was making her plans in full preparation.

This wasn't a game.

Though Gaia had suffered a minor setback, it was merely that—a minor setback. Could such trivial matters truly affect Gaia? Hardly. To her, it was little more than a joke.

To Gaia, this was a laughable situation.

And now?

Gaia would proceed to handle what remained, letting everyone see the final outcome.

"It's time to act."

"Everything."

"I believe it's time to begin."

Gaia's voice was cold, radiating an endless chill as she signaled the beginning of all that was to come.

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