The outcome was obvious, after the gods fell into mutual suspicion, it was difficult to form a strong united force, and the situation on the ground could not be gathered any further intelligence, so the meeting of the gods ended inconclusively.
Of course, in private, countless Divine Spirits began to liaise with one another, forming alliances behind others' backs, seeking warmth in each other's company during this era full of treacherous clouds and mists.
As countless Divine Spirits departed, only a few, including the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, remained in the divine kingdom of the God of War of the North.
"Sigh!" the God of Knowledge and Wisdom sighed gently.
"Why should the teacher be sad? The gods each have their own calculations, and such an outcome is not unexpected. Moreover, when the great calamity comes, even we may not be able to avoid falling, so why bother about them?" the Harp Goddess whispered consolingly to the venerable Divine Spirit.
