"Oh? What do you want to know?" Listening to the question of his own servant-lancer, Yuri showed a prank-like smile on his face. "I know too many people, but I have always died very early!"

"Tsk, don't scare me with this. You don't know that as long as the contract with the Lord God does not disappear, I am an immortal existence. Even if the contract disappears, I can still be resurrected on the God of Gun." Lancer said with an indifferent look on his face, "Or, do you want me to guess for myself, the goddess of fate?"

"Hahaha, I am worthy of being one of the oldest gods, and I guessed my identity so quickly."

‘Yuri’, or the goddess of fate, Colos smiled.

"Although I don't know what you want to do, I think it's only for the liberation of the gods." Lancer didn't care about Colos' expression. He just said to himself, "I, who is in charge of God's weapon - Longinus, obviously to obtain this weapon, or to do something with this weapon."

Pointing at the spear with several seals on the back, Lancer continued, "Not only that, even the goddess of fate, one of the highest positions, has descended with the help of the physical body. There must be the soul-slight pusher behind the Lord God. The main god and fate join forces, and even the shadows of several other gods... I'll go! You are trying to directly poke a hole in the starry sky!"

Lancer was frightened by the conclusion she had guessed, and Colos, at this moment, neither admitted nor denied it. She just smiled as always, calmly.

"Hey, hey! Don't mess with fate. The disaster in the void has finally disappeared. Although we gods are a little unlucky, the benefits will always outweigh the disadvantages. If there is any trouble at this time, will the efforts of trillions of years be wasted?!" Lancer persuaded with great thoughts, and finally even threatened to return to the throne of God.

It was not until this moment that the smile on Colos's face disappeared. She looked at Lancer coldly, as if she would kill him in the next second.

"Uh..." Lancer wanted to say something else, but Colos didn't let him say it.

The coldness on his face turned into spring breeze. Colos, who had somehow smiled again, raised his hand and pointed it directly at Lancer's eyebrows.

a long time……
Chapter completed!