Slice-of-life series.
In Persephone's view, this type of world didn't need too much energy wasted on it.
Completely meaningless.
It wasn't that.
Persephone looked down on this type of world.
After all.
Any world, as long as it was perfectly brought under control, could bring very high returns.
A complete world - did the returns even need elaboration?
However.
In Persephone's view, this type of world didn't require too much effort.
Just take it slowly, and later casually send people there would suffice.
"People!"
Persephone said with a touch of emotion: "Dust, there are still too few people, nowhere near enough! Subsequent management and development all need people to be responsible."
Sora was also helplessly shaking his head about this point: "I'm also powerless about this. Without people under my command, I can only take it slowly. As for later? Gradually supplement."
"Very well."
Persephone also nodded helplessly.
Indeed it was so.
Before having suitable candidates, it was better to gradually improve.
Better to have none than to have inferior ones.
Or rather.
Persephone looked at Sora, who had already picked up Pandora and was preparing to enter the temple to begin the second battle, then shook her head.
Given their divine master's personality, casual candidates were probably impossible.
Sora was very loyal to his own desires.
Persephone, Ker, and Pandora all clearly understood what kind of choice that was.
Elysion.
Filled with tranquility and peace.
And!
The temple had already been covered by darkness. Pandora, this witch of hope and despair.
At this moment.
Facing this darkness, she launched fierce resistance, displaying eighteen different techniques with perfect mastery, proficient in all martial arts. Unfortunately! It was completely meaningless.
This was suppression at the level of fundamental status.
No matter how hard Pandora tried, even if she gave her all, the final result would ultimately only have one option: defeat.
Under the assault of that billion-strong army, she had already lost consciousness with her eyes rolled back.
Even as a goddess, under high-intensity combat, she ultimately couldn't withstand it.
Pandora!
Completely shrouded by darkness, utterly defeated, becoming a puppet of darkness.
Outside the temple.
Persephone sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, displaying an elegant and noble posture like a high-ranking noblewoman.
"Lord Underworld King..."
Ker, hearing the gradually strange sounds from nearby, showed no fluctuation whatsoever.
She said softly: "Pandora..."
"Hehehe~~~"
Persephone covered her mouth and laughed lightly, her beautiful crystal-like eyes also slightly narrowing: "Ker, no need to be nervous. I don't mind this at all. Who goes first or last doesn't matter."
"Dust, as the God of Darkness - which of us could escape anyway?"
"Your Majesty..."
"God of Darkness!"
Ker also spoke with a touch of emotion. She understood clearly.
As the God of Darkness, His Majesty would gradually devour everything - whether mind or body. From the moment the contract was signed.
They would all be gradually devoured.
Ultimately.
They would become subordinate gods forever with Sora as their master.
Would they lose themselves?
They wouldn't.
But at the highest level of their will, it would forever be centered on Sora.
"Mind, body."
"In the future."
"We will all belong to Dust."
"So."
"We just need to quietly prepare."
Persephone was quite casual about it: "Moreover, following Dust, our future will see incomparable scenery."
"These various worlds are just a beginning."
"In the future."
"We will see even broader worlds."
"Isn't that right?"
Persephone smiled as she asked Ker back.
The Galaxy Map.
Sora hadn't put it away, but left it floating quietly there.
Looking at this Galaxy Map, Persephone's eyes also carried a trace of pursuit - pursuing a broader, more brilliant future.
Any god would be the same.
When the path was laid out before their feet, any god would continuously pursue it.
"A broader future..."
Ker murmured these words and nodded seriously.
Then.
Ker pondered slightly: "Lord Underworld King, should we plan for the Holy War next? There are still 2 years until the divine artifacts of earth are conceived - precisely speaking, over two years."
"Don't rush."
"For now."
"Sanctuary's combat power is at its peak period. Going out at this time wouldn't be good."
"Moreover."
"It would be completely meaningless."
"Two years."
"For us, what do you think will be the magnitude of change we'll experience?"
Persephone traced the Galaxy Map one by one. Even though she had looked at it countless times, she still wasn't tired of it. Instead, the light in her eyes grew brighter.
"Cannot be determined."
Ker shook her head: "Lord Underworld King, His Majesty wouldn't lie about this point. If everything goes smoothly, just two years might bring earth-shaking changes."
"Correct."
Persephone nodded approvingly.
Ker asked with some curiosity: "Your Majesty, why did you choose this world? Other worlds also seem to have very suitable choices."
"Imperial Arms."
Persephone said thoughtfully: "I have some ideas about Imperial Arms, but they're not quite mature yet."
"Most importantly."
"In this world codenamed 'Akame ga Kill!', there are too many qualified candidates."
"With good planning."
"It can bring us an improvement."
"Moreover."
"Don't you think the darkness bred by the Empire is very suitable as some appetizers for Dust?"