"On the other side, within the Divination Commission."

"'Your wish is... to kill a star god?' Star looked at Kafka in disbelief."

"'Huh? How is that possible? That's not our wish.' Kafka chuckled softly, shaking her head: 'I just want to tell you about some things that happened in the past: the stories of the fallen star gods.'"

"'The Path of Immortality, the Path of Pure Beauty Idrila, the Path of Order Taiyi, the Path of Propagation Tayzzyronth, and... the Path of Trailblaze Akiwilli.'"

Kafka looked up at the sky behind the clouds: "These were all names that once echoed throughout the universe, and now, they have all disappeared, leaving only ownerless paths."

"There are three methods currently known to humanity for a star god to fall."

"First, collisions occur between paths with overlapping concepts, and the broader path will swallow the narrower one—Taiyi of Order was assimilated by Xipe of Harmony in this way."

"Second, wars between star gods. The stronger party will eliminate the weaker one—this is the fall of Tayzzyronth of Propagation. This is also how the Xianzhou Alliance, guided by the Aeon of the Hunt, traveled through the star sea to eliminate the abominations of Yaoshi of the bountiful star."

The Great Tomb of Nazarick.

Ainz Ooal Gown sat alone on the throne, carefully pondering the extremely significant word from Kafka's mouth: "God war..."

—This was a war of completely different dimensions, of a higher realm. Let alone humans, even he could not step into it. In the face of a star god's power, perhaps magic was just a trivial skill?

Looking at Kafka's calm expression in the light screen, Ainz slowly leaned back into the throne, gently tapping his staff on the ground.

This seemed like a signal—the demon beside him understood. He respectfully bowed to Ainz and slowly said: "Lord Anz, what information from the light screen would you like to view?"

"Demiurge, you still have records regarding 'paths', right?"

"...Of course, Lord Anz."

A scroll of brown human skin appeared out of thin air in the demon's hand, slowly opening, revealing characters flowing with magic.

Demiurge cleared his throat and read: "The essence of paths is still under investigation, but paths are part of the imaginary realm. When a certain condition is met, this part of the imaginary energy can be occupied by a certain intelligent being, and this being is a star god."

"Hmm, thanks to your detailed records... However, Demiurge, what are your thoughts on paths? Don't hold back, say everything you want to say."

"Understood, Lord Anz. Regarding paths..."

Demiurge hesitated for a moment before continuing his answer.

"There is very little valuable information currently, but according to my thoughts... one day Lord Anz will definitely be able to forge a new path on his own and become a star god."

"Oh, oh... Wait! Hmm??"

"Becoming... a star god?"

Although he was trying his best to control himself, he was genuinely shocked deep down.

After adjusting his breathing, Ainz's voice carried a slight hint of amusement, a profound feeling that made Demiurge tremble with excitement, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face as well.

His voice was very pleased: "Yes, Lord Anz, when we obtain more information about paths and star gods in the future, you can completely become the star god of Sorcery. You are not only the Supreme One of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, and not just the ruler of this world... but the ruler of countless worlds."

"I see... So that's what you think."

"That woman named Kafka said, 'The stronger party will eliminate the weaker party'. With Lord Anz's strength, eliminating other star gods would certainly be no problem." Demiurge's tone was full of conviction, and his transparent glasses seemed to reflect the future he envisioned.

"It is truly this subordinate's happiness to continue serving the Supreme One who is a god..."

"..."

Ainz didn't speak, he just turned his face away awkwardly. He looked at the other guardians kneeling on one knee below the throne, seeing the worship and reverence in their eyes, and a thousand horses galloped in his heart.

—This was completely praising him to death, wasn't it? Who could possibly fight a monster of a star god's level!?

And this path of Sorcery, Ainz was speechless to the point of being unable to complain... How many people could possibly walk this strange path? If he became a star god, he felt like he would be the first one to be swallowed by other paths!

—

"'This is a story that people who walk the righteous path will never tell you.' Kafka's smile deepened."

"'What is the third method?' Star couldn't help but ask."

"'...Wait a moment, the time should be almost up.' Kafka didn't answer directly, but her gaze looked towards a certain place in the distance: 'Oh, it has started.'"

"The ground suddenly began to tremble slightly, and a rumbling sound came from afar."

"Star turned around following the sound, only to see the withered Construction Wood tree they had seen on their way here was now rapidly expanding and growing!"

"Its branches seemed to connect heaven and earth, and golden light emanated from the trunk, carrying an endless stream of bountiful vitality. In just the blink of an eye, the Construction Wood seemed to pierce the clouds, its branches seemingly burning with raging flames, guiding countless golden inscriptions down from the sky."

"At this moment, Star finally understood what kind of scene Qingque had described earlier as 'climbing the dome and hanging the constellations'."

"This, this, this... Is this the Construction Wood? A miracle bestowed casually by the Aeon of Abundance?" Stark was so shocked his jaw couldn't close.

This was the first time in his life he had seen such a grand spectacle!!

"I finally understand how the Xianzhou People felt the first time they saw this thing."

Zane said with a wry smile, "No wonder the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus is so loyal to Yaoshi of the bountiful star. The huge thing thrown down casually back then, even after becoming withered wood, could revive after thousands of years. This bountiful star... is really hard to kill."

"But I heard that this divine Construction Wood tree was shot and broken by the Aeon of the Hunt with a single arrow back then." Feilun said with worry, "Does that mean we have to let a star god shoot another arrow this time?"

The power of a star god's arrow is no small matter. Even if the Xianzhou fleet pursues the Hunt, the power of that arrow will inevitably affect the innocent lives on the Xianzhou. What kind of human tragedy will that be?

Thinking of the worst—it's likely that half of the Xianzhou Luofu will vanish into thin air because of it.

"Don't worry, Feilun." Frieren said confidently: "You have to believe in General Jing Yuan. Everything that is happening now is still within his expectations. As long as the General makes a move, everything will be fine."