"How are the negotiations with the Divine Faith Heaven?" Old Man Black Chess suddenly asked, looking at a middle-aged man dressed in martial clothes, short hair, a goatee, and a scar on his cheek.
"It's going well," Paragon Red Ax answered. "These gods seemed eager for the alliance."
"If you have something to say, say it," Old Man Black Chess said.
"Are you sure about this? You know how some of these gods can be. Are you sure we can get along with them?" Red Ax asked. The problem with the Divine Path was not just the negative effect of faith, but also the fact that these gods spent eons with trillions of people worshiping and telling them that they were the best thing that Heaven and Earth had created. Such an environment makes them highly susceptible to becoming narcissists, arrogant, or prideful.
"Did you notice something during your meeting?"
"Yes. A few of them were looking at us as if we were their new property."
