Even after hearing Shuo Nangong's warning, the gods hadn't truly grasped the scale of the threat. Now, with the full breakdown—thirty-four peerage members matching or surpassing the Red Dragon God Emperor, plus a handful in the world's top ten—they were left reeling. How were they supposed to fight that? With what—prayers and good intentions?
The conference room dissolved into chaos.
"Shuo, are you honestly confident you can handle this?"
Azazel, usually the picture of laid-back irreverence, had lost his trademark grin. His voice was low, serious.
All eyes turned to Shuo.
He met their gaze, calm and unflinching. "Absolutely. If I go all out, they won't stand a chance."
A ripple of relief moved through the crowd.
Shuo's reputation for mystery was well-earned—especially that phantom dragon, an entity far beyond even the Red Dragon God Emperor. If he said he could handle it, that was enough for most.
Azazel's laughter broke the tension. "Knew you'd have a plan, Shuo!"
Michael smiled warmly. "If Shuo-kun is confident, we can rest easy."
The God of the Bible glanced over, her tone half-teasing, half-proud. "Not bad."
Yasaka and Sirzechs exchanged grins—after all, Shuo was family now, and at this moment, they felt like they'd won the cosmic lottery.
"Otherworldly powerhouses, huh?" Indra's eyes glinted, battle spirit stirring. "I'll have to test myself against them when the time comes."
He wasn't alone. Shiva, Thor, and the rest found themselves itching for a challenge, curiosity and competitive spirit overcoming dread.
According to the system, the invasion would happen within two days.
With the remaining details settled, the World Conference adjourned.
Some participants headed for the Dimensional Gap, others remained in Heaven.
Everyone was on edge, waiting—determined not to be caught off guard.
Shuo, Little Saint, Ophis, and Gabriel returned to the human world.
With the system and his allies keeping watch, Shuo wasn't worried about missing the moment the evil gods arrived.
Back home, Rias and the other girls crowded around, bombarding him with questions about the conference.
Their power and status weren't enough for an invitation, but they hung on every word as Shuo recounted the events.
The scale of the otherworld's strength left them stunned—though only for a moment.
As long as Shuo was there, they knew nothing was impossible.
Later, in the living room, Shuo sat with Ophis curled against him on the sofa.
"Ophis, when this is over—once the evil gods are dealt with—do you want to return to the Dimensional Gap, or stay here with me?"
Ophis paused, considering.
"I like my life now," she said softly. "I want to stay with Shuo."
Shuo's smile was pure sunlight. He leaned over and kissed her, gentle and sure.
Little Saint snorted from across the room, nose buried in her manga. "Ugh, playboy."
Shuo ignored her, his attention fixed on the system's golden gift pack.
Until now, he'd only received such rewards from the Biblical Loli God and Beast Emperor 666.
But Ophis's decision had triggered a new sign-in mission, and now another golden gift pack awaited.
What would it be this time?
His heart raced with anticipation.
He opened it without hesitation.
"DXD: Multiverse Journey"Ding! Congratulations, Host—Golden Sign-In Gift Pack unlocked: [Third Perpetual Motion Engine] acquired.
Golden light flashed. The system's voice echoed in his mind.
Shuo nearly jumped out of his seat.
Even Ophis felt him tremble, glancing over with concern.
"Shuo, what's wrong?"
He covered quickly. "Ah, nothing—just an itch. Let's keep watching TV."
But his mind was elsewhere, racing through the implications.
The [Third Perpetual Motion Engine]—the legendary spiritual core housed within Izayoi Sakamaki of Little Garden.
The ability to generate energy from nothing, drawing on the information of the world itself.
Humanity's final mystery.
The [Third Star Particle Body].
With this, Shuo now possessed infinite energy.
Before, his power—even beyond Dragon God level—still had limits.
But now, while his maximum magic power wouldn't increase, he could replenish it endlessly.
No matter how much he burned through in battle, he'd never run dry.
In Little Garden, this was a rank so broken it was considered a bug—a trump card against even the highest-tier threats.
It was essential for defeating beings like Decadent Wind—where victory required either a flag of higher authority or an indestructible core like the Perpetual Motion Engine.
To Shuo, this was a reward worthy of rainbow-tier status—and yet, here it was, from a golden gift pack.
He could hardly believe his luck.
—
Two days passed.
Just as Shuo wondered why the invasion hadn't begun, the system spoke:
Ding! EXE World evil gods are breaking through the barrier, entering the Dimensional Gap. Host, be alert!
Shuo froze, then shot to his feet.
Finally. They're here.
He wasted no time, rallying Little Saint and Ophis to head for the Dimensional Gap.
At that very moment, the Dimensional Gap itself shuddered—a pillar of energy tore open a rift, spilling waves of terrifying power.
Shiva, Indra, and the others stationed there sensed the disturbance instantly, rushing to the breach.
Hundreds, thousands of powerhouses converged—but none dared move recklessly.
The aura beyond the rift was overwhelming.
They could feel it—beings so powerful, so alien, that even the bravest among them hesitated.
"Quick! Send word to Shuo Nangong—the otherworld evil gods have invaded! We need him—now!"
The gods' voices trembled with fear as they called for their last, best hope.
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