Chapter 1291.1
Whether Parthenon could read all of the remnant memories of Thanatos remained full of uncertainties. After all, the remnants of Thanatos up in the Spirit World were utterly ruined.
When Parthenon reunited with Thanatos in such a wretched state, it felt both pitiful and satisfying.
[What a pathetic sight.]
There lay the agglomeration of the sly and cunning god, who once claimed the goddess had abandoned them and proposed vengeance. The same one who changed Parthenon’s own race so it wouldn't be protected by the promise the Goddess had given them, just to eliminate every possible variable.
Parthenon hated them, but it wasn’t as if it couldn’t understand what Thanatos had felt at the time. That didn’t mean it pitied them, either.
Thanatos had made their choice, just as Parthenon had. It had once died because of that choice. It also ended up joining hands with its once former enemy Davey.
[Are you listening, God of the Abyss? If our fallen kin can set foot into the light, then I’ll join hands with anyone.]
[You used me however you pleased. I don’t regret it, but, just as you used me, I doubt you’ll complain if I use you in turn.]
Parthenon began to resonate with the third moon, where Thanatos’s power was gathered.
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It had been four days since Davey left for the Spirit World. The scheduled duration had already been long from the start, so no one found it particularly surprising that he was still gone.
The demons had declared war. The sudden appearance of beings no one had seen or heard of before along with their declaration had thrown the entire continent into chaos.