Viktor's cold laugh echoed from the sky.
He used a backhand to slightly deflect the combined attacks of Gwen and Aurelion.
Then, just before the two men's next attack, he lightly swung his arm.
The next second, the enormous eye suspended high in the dark sky seemed to receive a command and trembled slightly.
The eerie tentacles deep within the pupils curled and twisted, and the unstable anomaly emitted a light black mist as it trembled and distorted.
Immediately afterwards, the smoke split open from the center and plummeted from the sky at a terrifying speed, heading straight for Aurelion and Gwen.
call--
The black mist struck their bodies and vanished in the blink of an eye.
But their movements suddenly froze, and they hovered in mid-air, motionless.
Their eyes became empty and lifeless, and their brains seemed to have stopped thinking.
They remained in the same position, as if frozen in time.
Behind them, however, was a thin, almost imperceptible line, as fine as a hair.
Connecting to the writhing darkness within the giant pupil of the sky.
"Let's pause for a moment."
Viktor casually remarked to Gwen and Aurelion, who were suspended in mid-air, and then continued under the astonished and puzzled gazes of the crowd:
"You say I don't have a God who can help me? Where did you get that conclusion?"
No sooner had the words been spoken than the Grand Master took over the conversation.
"Isn't that so? You only have one evil god by your side."
At this point, the Grand Master's tone became even more serious, as if he were reluctant to mention this 'evil god'.
"Do you expect us humans to worship your evil god?"
His voice was still deafening.
At the same time, due to the fluctuation of emotions, his voice became more powerful and intimidating.
Upon hearing the Archmage's question, countless viewers around the world seemed to sense the threat that Victor had yet to express.
His emotions were running high and difficult to contain.
Countless people blushed and, just as before, stood up, raised their voices, and voiced their protest.
For a moment, the place was filled with noise.
"We would rather die than believe in an evil god!"
"That's right! We are on the side of justice, and we are irreconcilable enemies of evil gods!"
"Only by destroying Victor can we eradicate the evil god!"
More and more people are joining this outcry, including countless viewers around the world.
They voiced their vehement protests from the depths of their throats, expressing their support for the justice represented by the Council of Mages.
The voice grew deeper and more powerful.
The complex and varied conversations among the crowd even became unified and rhythmic, like the ebb and flow of tides.
But Viktor paid no attention to the voices around him.
Amidst this series of voices, a smug and disdainful smile crept onto his lips.
A cold glint flashed in his deep eyes, revealing a strong sense of indifference.
"I never said I needed your faith, did I?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd fell silent.
Their fervent condemnation came to an abrupt halt, leaving them with only a sense of confusion and disbelief.
What did Viktor say? He said he didn't need our faith?
Are you kidding me?!
If it weren't for their faith, would the gods have become so powerful?
People had already sensed something amiss in this unprecedented battle between the gods.
To the gods, human faith is the source of their survival.
People had long felt that they had the power to control these deities, which is why they generously offered their precious faith to the Grand Master and other councilors.
But Viktor's words seemed to awaken them from their dream.
This seemed quite different from what they had expected.
The audience looked at each other in bewilderment, and even Persephone looked confused after hearing Viktor's words.
"No need for human faith? This..."
Typically, deities gradually increase their power through human faith.
For example, herself, and Hades.
Hades is powerful precisely because he is the ruler of the underworld.
All the souls of the deceased came under his jurisdiction, thus causing these souls to naturally believe in him.
However, Victor doesn't need faith; after all, he's not a god.
However, there is also an evil god within him.
Is Victor trying to make the evil god stronger by relying on the faith of the millions of undead warriors who crawled out of the underworld?
Clearly, this is not enough.
But at the same time, Lia, who was standing next to her, seemed to suddenly realize something, and her originally uneasy mood gradually calmed down.
"So...that's how it is?"
Noticing the questioning gazes of both Revi and Persephone falling on her, Lia paused slightly before explaining:
"Well, that's actually just my speculation."
“About a few months ago, Victor asked my butler, Mr. Helnarson, to leave for a special trip.”
"And he still hasn't returned."
Butler? What does this have to do with your butler?
Persephone looked somewhat confused, but Rivi seemed to suddenly realize something, raising an eyebrow slightly.
He gently stroked his chin, lost in thought.
"Haynerson? You mean your bear-man butler?"
The Duke of Reeves was well aware of the good relationship with the Clavenna family.
Victor's house does indeed have a bear-man butler.
But why would Victor order a bear-man to leave his home?
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