"Stop it right there, leave this place, that is my creation! Do you also wish to endure the torment from Deep Space? I am not one of those feeble Gods of the real universe!"
The Envoy of Desire stood firm for the first time. Although he had hardly ever engaged in direct conflict with other deities, mostly inciting Ancient Gods and lending them some of his power, he was confident that if it came to a direct battle, he would not lose to any deity!
In fact, even those deities from the Main Universe might not be able to defeat him!
"Who do you think I am! I am the Creator's Apostle from the Sixth Era, endowed with illusory great power comparable to that of the God of Fiction. Now that I have completed the creation of the Blank Throne, I can almost rival those Gods who created all things!"
"My influence has long spread throughout Deep Space, and you, a god from the Fifth Era, what right do you have to flaunt your brilliance here? I'm going to ***!"
