Chapter 1572: Chapter 1572

The truth is, Insectoids are everywhere, regardless of status or place, as much loyalty as there is, there are as many Insectoids.

Bound for death, inseparable.

Wayne’s interest in Saine and Movy is purely for fun, leading them on without ever getting serious, including the master-apprentice outside the room; he means nothing else, purely finds it amusing.

The door pushed open, Laisha heard Wayne’s voice and cautiously entered the room.

Beside her was the carefree Sukra, entirely unguarded, providing her cautious teacher with mental support.

Teacher, clearly you don’t understand Wayne; he just likes your rebellious nature. If you laid flat, he probably wouldn’t even glance at you. Fresh chapters posted on nοvelfire.net

Inside, a chair had replaced the bathtub’s original position. Wayne sat in the chair, with Saine and Movy, who had just undergone an octopus removal surgery, standing behind him.

One with red-rimmed eyes, the other with tears yet to dry.

Laisha’s heart sank, calculated the time, and used Telepathic Transmission to ask Sukra for an explanation.

"What do you mean by saying Wayne is trustworthy, and won’t fool around; how do you call this nothing happened?"

"Teacher, I made a mistake, you better watch out. Don’t walk alone at night, I have a hunch, the Knight’s clutches will reach for you next."

Laisha’s heart sank even further, feeling the same way.

Wayne smiled at the master-apprentice pair, with Sukra being indifferent, and Laisha looking defensive like facing a thief, decisively patted his thigh: "Laisha, come sit over here."

Laisha retreated to the doorway, said dryly: "Lord Wayne, Hades cannot do without you. You fought fiercely against the Subsidiary Gods, and interrogated criminals tirelessly. You should take a good rest now."

Sukra couldn’t help but secretly laugh at her weak, helpless, and pitiful appearance, unable to suppress her uplifted lips.

"Well, if you won’t sit, forget it. Sukra, you come over and sit, set an example for your teacher."

In the treehouse, the nine Night Gods gathered again.

The gatekeepers became Sukra and Movy, sharing the same belief, both having been teased by the Death Knight, with much in common.

Seeing Saine respectfully standing behind Wayne, looking just subdued, the nine Night Gods bowed their heads, dared not say or ask anything.

"You must have noticed by now, under my timely correction, Saine has realized deeply her mistakes, regained her responsibilities as a Subsidiary God, and willingly joins us to fight for the salvation of the Divine Nation and awaken the Goddess!"

With a serious face, Wayne said: "I see Saine’s apologetic attitude is active and sincere, hence I have dealt with her leniently, giving her a chance to reform. I hope you all won’t view her with prejudice, she’s already given everything for the Goddess’s forgiveness."

A benevolent person sees benevolence, a color-seeing person sees color.

Wayne’s righteously indignant speech contained a large amount of information for the nine Night Gods, all expressing they wouldn’t prejudge Saine and gave her a warm applause upon her arrival.

Saine nodded lightly, with no sign of the nine Night Gods in her eyes.

She handed over authority; the key to saving the Divine Nation lies in Wayne. Even now, she lost the qualification, let alone the underpowered nine Night Gods.

Demi-gods , she could pull out a stack under her command.

"Saine, you too should sit down. You are not a prisoner now. As a Subsidiary God of Hades, you have a seat anywhere in Hades." Wayne nodded his head kindly.

Saine looked down at Wayne’s leg, unsure of where to sit, worried about sitting incorrectly.

Wayne slightly shook his head; Saine decisively sat at a subordinate place of his.

Both exchanged meaningful glances openly, leaving the nine Night Gods anxious and terrified, unsure of who exactly was captured or subdued.

"Time is urgent, we must depart immediately, Rone is still waiting for us."

Wayne pointed at the Hades Map in front of him: "The next target is Grew. Saine, gather your subordinates, provoke and draw out Grew, I will personally duel him."

Saine nodded, assuring the task would be completed.

"Lord Wayne, weren’t you just..."

"Just is just, now is now. Plans cannot catch up with changes, you are unable to save Hades because of your rigid thinking."

Wayne tapped the table: "With Saine’s assistance, I am ready and light as a feather, should take advantage and capture another Subsidiary God!"

The truth in his words only Saine could understand, the rest found them exceptionally harsh, lamenting that with Wayne’s arrival, Hades’s moral standards plummeted drastically.

And Saine, who would’ve thought you are such a Subsidiary God!

With his wisdom and courage at hand, Wayne grasped great principles, leaving the nine Night Gods speechless, all taking orders and exiting the treehouse.

Saine left the fastest, returning to her base immediately, withdrew the strongest demigods under her command, and according to Wayne’s orders, led the crowd to attack the sixth layer of The Ice of Envy.

Just like the Eighth Layer’s Peak of Pride, the sixth layer’s Ice of Envy symbolizes the sins committed by souls before death. When Aztemo built the twelve layers of Hades, he embodied envy as an endlessly frigid, blue glacial world.

Blue is a cold color tone in the spectrum, representing melancholy, giving a sense of immaturity, sadness, and loss.

Besides, blue also symbolizes communication barriers.

The ice of envy is smooth as a mirror, bright on the surface, but extremely delicate, underneath a thin layer of ice hides countless cracks. Just like the cracks in people’s hearts born from envy, deep and long, hard to heal.

In the cracks flicker faint blue flames, reflecting the soul’s deepest desires and discontent. Facing this fragile mirror, every soul will see their darkest side.