Chief God Arkenas gazed at the six new candidates who had been summoned into the pristine divine chamber.
Their faces twisted with skepticism and arrogance, their postures radiating disdain.
They did not kneel as mortals normally would. Instead, they crossed their arms, exchanged doubtful looks, and one of them even sneered.
"You expect us to believe that you can grant us any wish just for playing along with your little farce? Sounds like the greatest scam of all time."
A tall man with golden hair scoffed.
The others chuckled at his words, some openly mocking, others silent but clearly unimpressed.
Arkenas, however, did not waver. His gaze remained cold, unblinking, and unshaken.
"A scam?"
His voice carried through the chamber, resonating with divine authority.
"Then allow me to show you proof."
With a casual wave of his hand, divine runes spread across the floor in radiant white, forming intricate circles that pulsed with raw power.
