Heaven, Outer Gate 666, Illegal Zone.
This outer gate was originally under the jurisdiction of the infamous Demon Lord Beast 666 of Christianity.
However, since Beast 666 left Little Garden, this outer gate, once a renowned Demon Lord community, has become a gathering place for disorganized masses.
Like the Fores Garo community in the original work, which tried to kidnap children to threaten Izayoi and others, it was one of the disorganized masses under Beast 666.
Of course, that was just the most superficial appearance of this Outer Gate. In reality, this outer gate was the location of Ouroboros's main headquarters.
This was an Illegal Zone even the Heavenly Army couldn't regulate.
After all, the vast Little Garden, both Upper and Lower Layers, needed gray areas and illegal zones.
Now, a secret high-level internal Ouroboros meeting was being held here.
In the vast and bright Sky God Temple, ghostly figures with unseen faces quickly formed in front of the stone table at the temple's center.
The executives of Ouroboros's Three Alliances appeared at the meeting with anonymous identities.
After an elegant and noble female ghost figure, with sun-like blonde hair and wearing a flaming red dress, appeared as usual, she looked around and laughed.
"Well, this sudden meeting has quite a turnout."
A boy in a straw hat, face unseen, coldly stared at the Halloween Queen.
"You're late, sit down quickly."
The Halloween Queen chuckled, pointed to another empty seat, and said mockingly, "Isn't there one who's even later?"
"You…"
A figure with an unseen face, shrouded in Holy Chant, couldn't hold back anger, but the next second, recognizing the other's identity, held their breath and dared not speak further.
The Halloween Queen didn't speak, only looked at this bold Angel with interest.
"Someone daring to show dissatisfaction toward me like you, this is the first I've seen in years."
With graceful movements, she rested her elbow on the table, propped her chin with both hands, and said smilingly, "Have Christianity's angels become this arrogant?"
"Seems I haven't made a feather blanket from Archangel wings yet, have I?"
"Alright, this is the last meeting. Don't be too tense."
The straw-hat boy snorted coldly, stopping the quarrel between the Halloween Queen and the Christianity Angel.
Seeing Krishna speak, the Christianity Angel snapped out of shock and slumped in their seat.
So scary… no, terrifying for an angel. Just now, they almost thought they'd meet their Lord.
At this moment, a bald-headed figure asked in surprise, "By the way, why were we called? Who among you has related information?"
Hearing this, the beautiful figure smiled and glanced at the slumped Angel.
"That's a question for our Archangel Raphael. After all, if not for the mess they caused, we wouldn't have suffered such huge losses."
"Sneakily sending an Almighty Domain to attack a Four-Digit community, only to fail, causing Ouroboros's strength to nearly collapse. And you still dare show up at the meeting?"
Facing the Goddess's mockery, Raphael didn't speak, only calmly lowered their head. In Ouroboros's high-level meeting, they had no right to speak.
Their only purpose here was to bear the backlash for Christianity.
After all, Christianity's mistake this time was too great.
Sending Asura, a newly risen Four-Digit Outlier, and Mithras, a veteran Almighty Domain, to destroy a small community, and they failed?
Asura was captured. This made some major Buddhist figures very displeased.
And Mithras was killed and swallowed by Indra. This was the critical issue truly threatening Ouroboros's survival.
This meant Indra might not be as weak as they thought.
Even if he was initially very weak, after devouring a supply pack like Mithras, Indra's situation became hard to assess.
The reason Ouroboros dared be so arrogant before was because Indra, the Heavenly Army's Lord, was in a weakened state.
Now that the Heavenly Army's Lord didn't seem weak and had eaten a big supply pack, Ouroboros didn't dare be as bold.
"Oh, by the way, recently a new possible Human History was observed. Don't know if you've seen it."
The dragon-horned girl figure smiled cheerfully. Seeing no one mentioned this news, she decided to have some fun herself.
Hearing this familiar voice, Raphael completely crashed.
(No? Why's this Lord at an Ouroboros meeting? Doesn't she hate convoluted things like this?)
She could understand Krishna's presence, as Krishna was the former alliance leader and current acting alliance leader, responsible for Ouroboros's operations and command.
Raphael now felt a massive disaster coming. Attending this Ouroboros meeting seemed a terribly wrong choice.
If possible, she wanted to die happily like this, return to Human History cluelessly.
Then come back to Little Garden after ten thousand years or more.
But she glanced at the three Supreme Powerhouses here: Krishna, Halloween Queen, and World Dragon Kurma.
If she dared say half a "no," she might Never Reincarnate.
Krishna, seated at the main seat, looked at Kurma curiously. He also wanted to know about Kurma's appearance.
Kurma never participated in any meetings. Her presence this time was indeed odd.
But Krishna only observed briefly, then turned to look at the positions left and right.
Over twenty positions, almost all present, except the Holy Child and the ever-sleeping Ark Masu Yaat.
After all, this was Ouroboros's final meeting. If they didn't show up, there might be no Ouroboros left.
Seeing almost everyone arrived and no more seemed coming, Krishna said in a deep voice, "Alright, since unrelated parties are here too, let's not discuss irrelevant matters."
Hearing this, those watching the show shifted their mocking gazes from Raphael.
They also wanted to know the truth of that news.
But seeing the Holy Child's current state, it seemed already considered true.
Did anyone really think just the Heavenly King, plus a newly observed uncertain Human History, could shake a Two-Digit's majestic Spirit Status?
Of course, their role in spicing things up couldn't be ignored!
They weren't good at helping, but they were experts at stabbing when down!
This Christianity whale's fall had become a carnival for all Little Garden.
Countless self-proclaimed Orthodox Sons of God began seizing Christianity's Faith with groups of artificial angels.
Of course, the most aggressive in seizing Faith was the Heavenly King. After all, he was Yahweh's recognized Second Son of God.
The Great Peace Heavenly Kingdom rising again, right?
There was a trend to seize the Holy Child's position and replace it.
Of course, Krishna held Ouroboros's final meeting not to discuss this issue.
"We'll discuss how to deal with Aslan."
None present forgot the one who truly destroyed Ouroboros.
Aslan was basically a major threat to Ouroboros after Canaria.
No, precisely, he might no longer be just a threat but the true culprit destroying Ouroboros.
Even Krishna didn't expect, just slightly letting go, giving power to the Holy Child, and the next second, a huge problem arose.
Krishna planned to discuss how to handle Aslan before Ouroboros dissolved.
Otherwise, if Ouroboros at its peak could be easily destroyed by Aslan, what about a reorganized "snake"?
With Aslan's methods and cunning, the difficulty of destroying a reorganized "snake" wouldn't be too high.
Ouroboros, this glove, was no longer usable. They truly became the Heavenly Army's target. So, they needed a new, clean glove.
Before Ouroboros was fully destroyed by the Heavenly Army, quickly gather the remnants and regenerate atop the old Ouroboros.
"Hmm? Almost forgot. By the way, Angel, remember to send a set of angel feather blankets and pillows to little Aslan too."
The Halloween Queen seemed to suddenly recall something. She rubbed her eyes and said.
Seems her sleep quality wasn't great.
Her words made Krishna very awkward.
The entire room's atmosphere became heavy. No one dared speak.
After a while, Krishna said calmly, "I understand your opinion. But letting that kid keep growing is very disadvantageous to us."
The Halloween Queen chuckled hearing this.
"A kid not even a Four-Digit Outlier makes you worry?"
"But he just destroyed Ouroboros, killed Mithras, exiled Angra Mainyu, and captured Asura."
Krishna narrowed his eyes, saying coldly.
"The Lower Layer can't accommodate another monster like…"
(…Halloween Queen.) Krishna realized his words were wrong and quickly changed, "…Greek God Pantheon."
"Otherwise, the Lower Layer won't be our foothold anymore."
And Human History's future would have no place for them. This was what they least could accept.
Only Little Garden's Lower Layer could participate in Human History's Reverse Convergence. Influence in the Lower Layer counted as Merit.
"Heh, in the end, aren't you just scared?"
The Halloween Queen still smiled, staring at Krishna.
But Krishna didn't respond, instead saying coldly, "Call it that, since not everyone's as talented as you."
In one sentence, those present vaguely split into two factions, looking at the Halloween Queen with slight hostility.
Ouroboros could stand firm because of small and medium Pantheons unable to gain Merit from Human History.
Now, with Human History stalled, even large Pantheons could only scavenge leftovers under super-large Pantheons' tables. Let alone weaker small and medium Pantheons.
It was already a great blessing not to be food on the table.
"What's there to argue about?"
"Just a little Halloween, right? What can't the Lower Layer accommodate?"
Childish taunts came from the top seat.
Kurma propped her chin with one hand, looked at both displeased. Even she, who suffered the worst losses, said nothing. Yet they argued.
Heavy losses, especially losing two Little Garden Knights and the vampire race concept.
Holy Child: The world forgot me~
All executives present fell silent. Though they wanted to say, could their power losses be worse?
"You don't think you can still use those dirty tricks, right?"
Kurma yawned, looking around boredly.
She meant sending strong Demon Lords to attack promising communities to disrupt the Lower Layer's order.
Only chaos could bring enough Faith, and with Faith, they could gain Merit.
This method was always simple and brutal, destroying those communities with absolute military power.
Arcadia was never the first victim, nor the last.
But Arcadia was the most famous among victims.
"So, are you ready to be bullied by elders?"
Kurma showed a spectating expression. She'd mingled in Chinese cultural circles. One of the Four Divine Beasts, Black Tortoise, was once her alternate identity.
She was quite clear about Aslan's current situation.
Once her words fell, many Ouroboros executives present had question marks in their heads.
What's that mean? Bullied by elders?
No, which Two-Digit has the idle time to mess with them?
After all, it's common knowledge that the Chinese side is fiercely protective of its disciples. If it's junior competition, losing is fine, no discussion needed.
But if elders bully, that needs proper discussion.
"Don't tell me you still don't know Yang Jian's retiring, and Aslan's the next successor."
Kurma propped her chin, smiling at Krishna.
"Actually, I came just to remind you of this, but seeing you in a meeting, I forgot to mention."
"Oh, by the way, you still didn't know about this?"
Krishna said nothing, just sat with a flat expression, unmoving, unspeaking.
This was truly unexpected for him. He even planned to act himself to handle Aslan as a threat.
Now, he could only give up. He could only act within rules' bounds.
"Well, then what about our losses?"
After a stunned moment, the Halloween Queen laughed heartily.
This was truly unexpected for her too. Aslan was recognized as family. This time, she really hit the jackpot.
"How about this, Krishna, I have an idea."
Kurma pinched her chin, pretending to think. After pondering, she showed a childish smile, looking at Raphael pretending to be invisible.
(Don't look at me! Don't look at me!)
Raphael hugged their knees, trembling in fear, not daring to say a word.
At this moment, Kurma's childish smile, to them, was scarier than a Demon.
They only felt done for.
Could they still see their grave's grass next year?
Finally, Kurma's pink lips parted.
"How about we let Christianity pay for our losses?"
Hearing this, the huge stone in Raphael's heart fell, only to crash on their head, nearly killing them.
They didn't know if they could survive bringing this news back?
Was there really no way out for them?
"Great idea. Losses caused by Christianity, they should pay!"
"Agree, I support this proposal!"
"Let them pay!"
Thus, a world where only Christianity gets hurt came true.
Along with Raphael, fainting on the spot from fear, body still convulsing.