He became the White-Haired Evil God after wearing the Seven Curses Rings.

Chapter 367 Making Some Small Moves

Tian Shang Shan.

Gabriel lay on his side in a rocking chair, his shimmering hair falling silently down.

"Samael, when do you think Raphael will be back?"

Upon hearing his question, Samael stopped forging his weapon, turned around, and touched his head.

"Him? I don't know. I almost forgot he even existed, but as far as I can tell, he should be doing well now."

Seeing Samael's somewhat dazed expression, Gabriel glanced at him lightly.

"Alright, you should continue forging your weapons. Hopefully, one day you'll be able to forge a weapon that can counter the War Knights."

Gabriel shifted his gaze back, his long eyelashes lifting to the petite figure on the other side.

"Yuriel, what do you think?"

Yuriel sat on a soft cushion, flipping through the Book of the Celestial Realms in his arms.

He looked up at Gabriel and answered in a childish voice.

"I don't know."

With that, he closed the Book of Heaven.

"More than these things, we should pay attention to the situation around us."

Gabriel smiled slightly.

"Are you referring to the fact that the Gate of Peeping has descended upon the various continents?"

"right."

Uriel rose from the cushion and went to the huge sand table in the center.

"Through the information relayed back by those fateless ones on the Wheel of Fate, it is known that numerous portals of spies have appeared on all four continents. This scale does not seem to be a spontaneous act by the High Court; it seems more like someone is deliberately pushing it."

Upon hearing this, Gabriel swept his long, loose hair back and slowly rose from the recliner.

"So you mean to say that our former divine ruler now wants the High Court to descend sooner than expected?"

"That's most likely the case."

"Should we try to stop them?"

Gabriel bent down and chuckled softly at Yuriel.

Yuriel glanced at him, her round, golden pupils immediately drooping.

"The act of betraying one's former lord is not conducive to our loyalty to our lord."

"So, what does Little Angel mean...?"

"We should coordinate our efforts and manage the situation, avoiding direct intervention as much as possible, so as to keep the situation stable and under control."

As he spoke, Yuriel casually took a long, flowing feather from Gabriel and began pointing at the huge sand table in front of him.

"The Southern Continent first appeared at the Gate of Insight, but because it is shrouded in a starry sky, I cannot obtain accurate information about it. However, the number of Fateless Ones there is the largest, and with the help of the local Wheel of Fate, there shouldn't be any problems."

"As for the Eastern Continent, the Aodu Empire has recently rediscovered alchemical technology that is thirty million years old, giving them enough strength to restrain the Gate of Insight. I've heard they also have a secret weapon that hasn't been activated yet, but overall, it's good that everything is alright."

"As for the Northern Continent, it is the least worrisome place among the four continents. The world is currently focused on rapid ascent, and the dragons there alone can suppress the Gate of Insight. Moreover, the three figures who were once known as the Golden Three Heroes are also there."

"That leaves only one place."

Ulier tapped the leftmost area.

"In terms of both overall strength and top-tier combat power, the Western Continent is the weakest of the four continents, and it is even currently struggling with the problem of rampant plant growth."

"From any perspective, this is the only place that can be described as being in grave danger."

Uriel's gaze was fixed on the dense forest on the left side of the sand table, and the small wings behind him gradually folded up.

"The Void Fleet is already stationed there, but it's probably far from enough to suppress the Gate of Insight."

"To be on the safe side, we must send a top-tier fighter there, and this person's combat strength must be at least three times that of Samael."

Samael, who was still forging iron nearby, suddenly paused when he heard this.

He turned his head blankly, looking at Yuriel with a puzzled expression.

When did he become a unit of measurement?

Samael's actions did not attract the attention of the two men.

At this moment, Yuriel rested his hands on the edge of the sand table, his expression somewhat hesitant.

"Who is capable of this position and can securely guard the Western Continent...?"

……

The Western Continent, the far west.

Lilith sat curled up on the ground, looking at the uninvited guest in front of her with some speechlessness.

"I'm saying... can you stop coming here all the time? I remember you had an owner, didn't you? What, she doesn't want you anymore?"

Lilith poked the little hill that had turned her into a round ball, her eyes full of helplessness.

She had only recently made up her mind to use her ancestral forbidden technique to save the demon race's harvest this year.

The result was very successful. She saved the vegetable garden, which had been trampled into mud, without paying a high price or causing any impact on the surrounding area, and made it grow with all kinds of grains and vegetables.

But just as she was preparing to reap a great harvest from the entire demon race, this uninvited guest appeared.

As soon as they met, the other person politely greeted her a few times, and then flew into her vegetable garden with a clear conscience, beginning a ruthless buffet-style plunder.

In less than half a day, only half of the grain in her vegetable garden remained to be harvested and stored in the granary.

"Since you can eat so much, I might as well research a special kind of hay and stuff it all into your mouth the other day."

Lilith helplessly complained about Xiao Qiu.

Faced with this vicious white ball, she had absolutely no way to deal with it.

Hearing her complaints, Xiaoqiu temporarily stopped chewing and turned around to look at her.

"Chirp, chirp chirp."

Lilith frowned.

"Huh? You said you came here specifically to protect me?"

"Chirp chirp!"

"Come on, I'm already doing you a huge favor by not bankrupting our demon race, and you're even protecting us..."

"Chirp chirp...?"

"I'm not doubting your abilities, but if things are going well, what crisis could possibly arise? Even if you said you were kicked out of the house by your master, I wouldn't say anything."

"Chirp chirp..."

"Alright, alright! You just want to keep eating and drinking here for free, okay? I won't kick you out, alright?"

"Chirp chirp!"

"Tsk..."

Lilith glanced at it with disdain.

The air was silent for a few seconds before Lilith looked back and spoke somewhat reservedly.

"So... you were really kicked out of the house by your master?"

"Chirp chirp...!"

"No? Then why didn't your master come with you?"

"Chirp chirp...?"

"What the hell! I never said anything about caring about her...!"

Lilith's ear tips instantly turned bright red, and she quickly turned her face away, a puff of steam rising from her head.