"Is your so-called survival just to linger on in that bullsh * t Garden of Eden?" Ares sneered.
"Yes, in the Garden of Eden, we will become unprecedentedly weak and lose most of our power, but at least we can survive. Given the current situation, this is the most rational choice."
Many gods present agreed with Iciz's words. Some had even begun to study the location of the Garden of Eden. Because the master of R 'yleh could invade a person's mind through dreams, it was not easy to find a place that could be completely isolated from the outside world.
Some of the gods who supported Iciz even mocked the pro-war faction led by Ares. "Isn't the reason why you are unwilling to support the Garden of Eden Project because you are unwilling to give up your power? At the end of the day, the reason why you are stronger than us is because of your popularity. But when we reach the Garden of Eden, everything will start all over again. Everyone will stand on the same starting line, and the rest will depend on your own ability."
Ares was so angry that he laughed. "Oriades, don't forget who saved you from the hands of the new gods. Without us, you pieces of trash would have been eaten alive by those hungry new gods."
Freya was also a member of the pro-war faction, but she did not speak much at the meeting until Ares, who was in a rage, spat out these words. Freya's heart sank. She knew that Ares had made a fatal mistake.
Sure enough, after the god of war said this, many of the swaying centrist factions began to lean towards the Garden of Eden Project. After all, no one wanted to be a piece of trash forever.
They might have a hard time in the beginning in the Garden of Eden, but just as Iciz said, everyone would once again stand on the same starting line. This was a rare opportunity, especially for the deities who were getting weaker and weaker. It was hard not to be tempted.
Seeing that things were not going well, Freya decisively asked for a half-hour recess. Although this proposal was accepted by Justitia, the pro-war faction led by Ares understood that a split was inevitable.
"This kind of meeting is a complete waste of time. Those cowards have long been scared out of their wits. No matter how much we talk, they will not continue to fight."
On the lawn outside the house, Ares could not help but complain when he saw that the people around him were basically his own people.
"Do you have any good ideas?" Freya's expression was relatively calm, as if she was not surprised by such an outcome. "Now most of the gods are inclined to support the Garden of Eden Project, and we are the only ones left with the power to fight against that guy."
"If only Gaim were still here." Bader sighed suddenly.
Though Gaim, the God of Games was a new god, he was one of the few who was welcomed by the new gods and respected by the old gods. The rules of the game he set ended the war between the gods that lasted a thousand years and established a new order for the divine realm.
Although many people usually complained that he was too controlling and missed the barbaric and free era of the past, when it came to this critical moment of life and death, the first person that came to everyone's mind was still Gaim.
Of all times, Gaime had to disappear at such a crucial time. If he was present at this meeting, the gods would have come to an agreement whether to fight or flee. No, if he was present, this meeting might not even have taken place. After all, the master of R 'yleh was killed by Gaime when he was still in a weakened state when he first arrived in Heng's body.
Seeing that time was ticking away, the pro-war faction couldn't come up with any reason to convince the others other than to continue complaining.
Moreover, Ares noticed that Freya seemed to be a little distracted. While the other gods were trying hard to find a solution, she was silently looking at the other end of the lawn.
A short and fat man in a suit and tie was sitting on a bench there. His hair was meticulously combed, and he even had an exaggerated moustache. He looked as if he had stepped out of an old nineteenth-century photograph.
At this moment, he neither participated in the discussion of the pro-war faction nor did he mingle with the people who wanted to carry out the Garden of Eden Plan. All he did was hold a piece of toast that he had just taken from the kitchen, enjoying the sun while pinching some crumbs from time to time to feed a flock of sparrows in front of him.
But just as he was about to throw the last bit of bread in his hand, the flock of sparrows on the ground suddenly spread their wings and flew away.
The man with the moustache looked up and saw a group of gods led by Ares walking up to him.
"Are you here to bask in the sun too?"
"No, we want to know where Gaim is now," Ares said. Although the other party was a new god, Ares's attitude was very polite.
"Not just you, I want to know too." The man with the moustache spread his hands, looking helpless.
The next moment, Freya stood up. "Some people say that Gaim fled because he was afraid of the master of R 'yleh."
"That's an interesting theory," the man with the moustache raised his eyebrows and said with interest, "What do you think?"
"I think it's nonsense. Other than Gaim, no other god would be willing to spend so much effort to mediate the conflict between the new and old gods after sitting on the throne. I don't think such a leader would really abandon us when we need him the most."
"Well, when he first proposed to me that he wanted to use games to replace war and solve the conflict between the gods, I was quite surprised. I thought a geek like him would find this kind of thing too troublesome, and I even laughed at him at that time. I told him that war and peace are like two sides of the same coin. You can't eliminate one side and keep the other.
"Games may bring temporary peace, but the conflict is still accumulating. Sooner or later, the new gods and the old gods will fight again. Of course, I didn't expect the war to end in such a way. I have to say, this ending is quite humorous," the man with the moustache said with a smile.
"Is he leaving because he's disappointed in us?" Ares asked. "So he wants to give up on us, just like those guys over there want to give up on humans?"
"Based on my understanding of him, I don't think he's that kind of person."
"Stop keeping us in suspense. You have the best relationship with him. What does Gaim want to do? Can't you tell us at this time?" Apollo appeared to be the most anxious. "Every second we delay, the guy in the sea will grow stronger. By then, even if Gaim is willing to help, I'm afraid it'll be too late."
The man with the moustache on the chair only smiled when he heard that. "No matter what happens, we should always keep hope in our hearts because hope will always be our strongest weapon."
However, his cliché obviously did not satisfy the gods in front of him. In the end, seeing that they could not get any more information out of him, Ares and the others could only leave in disappointment.
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