He looked at Xanax, his expression flat.
"After the great war, hundreds of Gods fell due to you fools' betrayal... Their souls scattered all over the realms, picking special souls to merge with. Once these special souls reached the peak of the Tenth Order. They must try to unlock the god's divinity in them, and advance to the Transcendent class!"
He slowly landed some distance in front of Xanax, standing toe-to-toe with the God of Chaos.
"During the years, you people travel from realms to realms, searching for these special souls to take them in your ranks, if they refuse, you kill them... By doing that, you're avoiding future troubles and war." He smiled, but his eyes were cold.
"You..." Xanax exhaled, realizing the depth of his opponent's insight.
"As expected of a Realm Ruler... You know everything." Xanax nodded, conceding the point.
Sunny stared at him, then glanced back at Victoria.
