Arcadia Headquarters, Aslan's Room.
An owl flapped its wings, gently pushed the door open with its feet, carrying a letter in its beak, and flew into the room.
At that moment, an arm as white as jade reached out from under the blanket, pinched the letter with the tips of two fingers, and pulled it in.
Shortly after, a woman's voice was heard.
"It's here, the internal information from Christianity..."
"Awake already?"
Aslan opened his eyes, squinted again, then looked towards the source of the voice.
With her blonde hair cascading down, Athena wearing snow-white pajamas that revealed her shoulders, shifted her body, leaned against the pillow behind her, and adjusted the glasses on her nose.
"Want to see?"
After hearing that, Aslan noticed that Athena was holding a palm-sized brown scroll in her hand.
The scroll was unfurled, filled with runic symbols that caught his eye.
"This is?"
Aslan asked, confused.
Athena glanced at him sideways and said as she handed over the scroll, "The recent report on internal changes within Christianity."
She picked up the notebook and pen on the bedside table and spoke while writing. "Weren't you the one who asked to see it?"
Aslan then remembered, it seemed he did ask Athena about the Holy Son's movements yesterday.
Thinking of this, he propped himself up with his arm and sat up, also leaning against the headboard, and began reading the scroll.
"You can just skim the front part, I wrote a summary at the end."
Hearing that, Aslan yawned, scanned the contents of the scroll, his expression changed slightly after seeing the outline, and finally his eyes fell on the summary provided by Athena.
After reading it, Aslan carefully searched for the Holy Son's recent movements and looked at them himself, his expression turning very strange.
"Ssshh~~ Tsk...."
Aslan was momentarily at a loss for words.
"Is the Holy Son insane? He detached his own Messiah Spirit Status, then reincarnated as a God Slayer?"
Speaking to this point, Aslan's expression froze oddly, and he continued, "Isn't it just the King of the End Spirit Status? Does he need to detach half of his own Spirit Status? He even nearly fell from his Two Digit position because of this?"
"Tsk, seems I accidentally played too big."
Aslan truly never expected the Holy Son would descend. Even if he descended, at most he'd last until the end of the Battle Royale. At best, he'd hand over the King of the End Spirit Status to him?
After all, having it temporarily was enough for him and the Halloween Queen to gain a lot of benefits.
Finally, let Canaria appear, draw a bit of aggro, and then the matter would be over.
But, who could have guessed the Holy Son would be this ruthless? Tearing off half of his own Spirit Status, reincarnating as the Savior, Messiah, and becoming the first to descend.
This is like a Ponzi scheme meant to scam Three Digits, but instead attracting the richest person to join in.
And that person also threw most of their funds into it.
"If the Holy Son really finds out that the King of the End is basically fictional, what would his reaction be?"
Aslan pursed his lips, showing a curious expression. Honestly, he was looking forward to it a little.
However, it would most likely turn into an undying grudge, right? A completely insane Two Digit? Who knows what foolish things the other side would do.
Meanwhile, Athena, who heard Aslan's words, tilted her head and looked at him calmly.
"This Trinity Athena Spirit Status of mine isn't fictional, is it?"
"That one isn't fictional. The real Athena, and the King of the End was originally real too. It's just that the worldview of that Campione world had issues, I made it fictional."
Aslan stored the scroll and returned it to her.
Athena's body trembled slightly as she received the scroll. At the same time, she was also grateful that she had long since entered Aslan's inner circle and become an insider.
Otherwise, if Aslan really did this, she couldn't imagine how she might have been deceived.
The truth or falsehood of a single Spirit Status controlled by an outsider. The outcome was obvious.
What if the fiction was exposed at the critical moment of her becoming a Two Digit... Just thinking about it made Athena's scalp tingle.
This method of creating fictional mythologies and triggering false mythological changes. If let loose, what kind of chaos it would cause, Athena truly couldn't imagine.
If he were slightly more unrestrained and bolder, it could even lead to a great battle among all Pantheons, with few survivors in the end.
No, it's already happening. It's just controlled by Aslan. One King of the End has already caused this much chaos.
"Is that so? No wonder I didn't sense any anomalies."
Athena breathed a sigh of relief, then took the scroll and handed it to Aslan.
"This is the list of gods who recently incarnated as Heretic Gods, and the Divine Authorities they brought. They are all fairly decent Divine Authorities. If you have any Divine Authorities you desire, you can descend and hunt for them."
Hearing that, the corner of Aslan's mouth twitched slightly. He took the scroll and couldn't help but cover his face.
"I probably don't qualify to participate..."
"To incarnate as a God Slayer, the minimum requirement seems to be Four Digit..."
Saying that, Aslan gradually fell silent.
Athena couldn't help but let out a small laugh. The goddess's laughter sounded very sweet and charming.
However, to Aslan, it felt somewhat embarrassing.
"Finally remembered you're only a Four Digit?"
Aslan covered his face awkwardly and spoke with a mix of laughter and tears.
"I remember. It turns out I'm only a Four Digit, and only an Elite Four Digit at that."
Thinking of this, Aslan felt somewhat embarrassed. He had been playing at high levels too often, so he didn't notice the low levels.
After all, his debut battle was the Three Digit Last Trial of Mankind, Azi Dahaka.
Those he interacted with afterwards were none below Three Digits. Or rather, if they weren't top-tier Three Digit Almighty Domains, he wouldn't take them seriously.
Mithras was still killed by him personally.
The weakest opponents he had faced were the previous Greek God of War, Ares, and Indra's daughter, Asura.
But at least they were existences beyond Four Digits.
Aslan said with a mix of laughter and tears, "So this is making me go bully children?"
Even though no participant was younger than him.
Athena just chuckled at this.
"No, this is for you to acquire a few Divine Authorities you want."
"Along the way, upgrade your Spirit Status."
Elite Four Digit was still a bit too low. Although in Little Garden, she herself might not necessarily be Aslan's match.
And if she wasn't mistaken, Aslan's mastery level of the Spatial Authority had reached the level of a Divine Artifact.
Just one step away from becoming a true Spatial Divine Artifact. Her suggestion for Aslan to participate also had this reason.
And standing out in the God Campione War would also benefit him in accumulating merit and upgrading his Spirit Status.
"Look carefully at which Divine Authorities you are targeting. I will track their traces and create opportunities for you to hunt them."
"I'll take a look..."
Aslan read carefully the list of Gods who had signed the Heretic God contract. The list was very long, but he didn't even look at the front part.
The Divine Authorities of those gods were too poor, not as good as what he and Shiroyasha obtained by scamming others.
"Amun-Ra's Solar Authority, Kala's Time Authority, and Itzamna's Calendar Authority, I want all of them quite a bit."
At this, Athena paused for a moment, pushed the glasses on her nose, and spoke while taking notes in her notebook.
"None of them are simple targets. They are at least top-tier King of Gods. Do you need me to find some help for you?"
Aslan shook his head and refused.
"No need. After all, if I can't defeat them, can't I just run away? Only their Divine Authorities look decent anyway."
He estimated they could help him perfect his own Creation Authority. The Principle of Creation he obtained from the Halloween Queen earlier had been fully digested.
Unfortunately, the Creation Authority was less than fifty percent complete. Still far from becoming a true Divine Artifact and creating a real world.
Aslan could now create secret realms, dimensional fields, world bubbles, and the like. Although they could also exist for a long time.
However, the only shortcoming was that creating a world only resulted in a very empty world.
What needed perfection afterwards were the various parts supporting the world's operation and the birth of life within it.
But this Authority, regardless of the Pantheon, is very rare. Collecting them and weaving them himself was a waste of time. Asking Little Garden's Central Core to grant the request... wasted merit.
"In a sense, Athena's power is also quite limited, isn't it?"
Speaking to this point, Aslan couldn't help but sigh and glance at Athena.
Athena's movement of writing and taking notes paused for a moment, as if Aslan's guess had hit the mark.
"Not too limited. It's just that there are few people who can be trusted."
(Isn't that even more exhausting? Even her subordinates have to fight over power, no wonder she's so wild...) Aslan thought to himself, while asking curiously.
"By the way, what are you calculating in that notebook?"
Aslan stretched his neck over curiously.
But Athena just glanced at him, secretly reached out a hand to hold him back, and frowned.
"I'm not used to sharing with others."
She said, and paused for a moment.
"And I don't think our relationship is deep enough to share secrets without reservation."
"Why not? I already shared the secret of the Campione world with you."
Aslan mischievously pushed Athena's hand away, skillfully held her hand, pressed his head against her shoulder, and looked at the notebook in her hand.
"And the situation in Little Garden is complicated. The information I have isn't necessarily more than yours."
"Come on, let's compare notes together."
Athena was somewhat flustered at this moment, wanting to push Aslan away, but both her arms were already restrained by him.
She could only let him look over.