"The gods... have departed..."
At that moment, all life inexplicably felt a surge of relief.
No one had anticipated that in the midst of the most intense and maddening phase of the deathmatch, the first to leave would be the God Above Gods.
It had foreseen the outcome.
"Gone?"
"Truly gone."
The God Above Gods had left this world—without hesitation, without struggle.
However, what seemed like a calm departure was likely excruciatingly painful.
At that moment, the entire Earth fell eerily silent, yet in the high-dimensional world, all could hear its wrathful and resentful lament.
It—or rather, It—tore a part of itself apart.
In sacrificing dignity and giving up a piece of its "flesh," it managed to leave.
Fleeing in disgrace, it acknowledged the losses inflicted by mortals, admitted that this time it was a thorough defeat… Surely, in the fifty neighboring high-dimensional worlds, its screams and howls of fury could be heard.
