The entire nation will fall into chaos.
Even if there truly are benevolent Divine Spirits yet unharmed, at a time like this, how are we supposed to find them? And even if we do, how would we dare to act?
"Mortals are impossible to defy the gods!" Someone suddenly burst into tears, utterly breaking down in the hall, "Even the Goddess can die. What right do we have to survive?"
This was a relatively young King, seemingly newly crowned, and from the moment he entered, his emotions had already approached collapse.
Many kings frowned deeply, yet quite a few wore the same expression of despair.
"This is the war of gods; indeed, we mortals cannot resist."
"Even if we survive this time, what about the next Divine Punishment?"
"The gods need only casually wipe their hands, and together with all the Mortal World, we will vanish without a trace."
"Return, my lords, go back and await death."
"..."
