"Do we really have to take things to such an extreme, leaving us no chance for survival?"
The Divine Tree Lords, who invaded the world with the help of the Mother of All Things, gathered together in an extremely rare occurrence because they, who were eroding the world, were pushed to the brink.
"My world has been so severely eroded by you that, in order to expel you, a full one-third of the regions have been turned into ruins. Someone has to be responsible for this."
The God King, surrounded and protected by the gods, spoke indifferently. He, merged with the world and favored by the Great World Will, held no ounce of fondness for the beings before him.
Of course, there was no extreme hatred either. Survival of the fittest applies even in the Void. The world under his feet was weak, invaded, and consumed—nothing more to be said.