My profession panel inspires loyalty.

The oath sworn by Agrus, Yu Xiao, and the God of Pain, echoing throughout heaven and earth, had a core intention as naked and clear as lightning tearing through the night.

They roared with all their might, proclaiming the same deafening denial: They were not traitors!

Even if it is undeniable that they were able to touch that supreme authority only through the long stairway to godhood built by the Red Heart Society with all its resources.

Even though, not long after they became gods, they were quick to discard the heavy vows they had made and the mission that had given them power, as if they were worn-out shoes.

[Even his time in the Red Heart Society was shorter than that of the Star Demon God and the Heart Demon God.]

Even though they refuse to offer a single drop of divine power or blood to the organization that sustains them, their faces, shrouded in divine radiance, still bear an almost tragic self-affirmation.

They firmly believe they are still good people!

The magnificent divine sound resounded throughout the universe, carrying an undeniable divine power, repeatedly emphasizing that they had not betrayed the pure ideals that had served as the beacon of their souls.

It's as if all their demands and betrayals after becoming gods were merely a higher level of steadfastness that mortal eyes cannot comprehend.

However, these three newly ascended True Gods' grandiose yet blatantly hypocritical oaths not only failed to quell the unrest, but instead sparked an even more violent uproar within the Red Heart Society than before.

The members of the Red Heart Society, now at its peak, are a group that has undergone rigorous ideological tempering and received systematic and profound idealistic education.

Their minds are like steel forged through countless trials; they possess an almost instinctive, precise, and ruthless ability to recognize and critique such performances that are logically contradictory, internally hollow, and rife with deception.

They looked at the violent majesty emanating from Agrus's lava-flowing divine body in the projection, at Yu Xiao's seemingly rational but actually arrogant data-driven divine light, and at the oppressive pain emanating from the God of Pain's distorted surrounding laws, and found it all laughable.

Listening to their grand pronouncements, which attempted to use lofty rhetoric to mask their selfish nature, the entire Red Heart Society erupted in a chilling, collective disdain born from extreme anger.

The laughter was filled with mockery, and even more so with a condescending, all-knowing disdain.

Do they think that by donning the cloak of divinity, they can distort the true nature of betrayal?

[Do you think that by declaring with a voice blessed by divine power, you can disguise cowardly escape as noble perseverance?]

This blustering, hollow performance appeared utterly ridiculous and pathetic under the meticulous, analytical scrutiny of the Red Heart Society members.

This performance, like a clown clumsily performing a coronation before an emperor, was stripped bare of its hypocrisy under the watchful eyes of countless sharp, idealistic gazes.

That's ridiculous!

[Especially some of the loyalists who previously worshipped Aglios, Yu Xiao, and the God of Rules of Pain now feel that their worship has been wasted.]

What kind of people are these?!

However, this harsh, collective snickering and cold contempt was not the only response.

In the shadowy corners of the Red Heart Society's vast territory, in the hearts of those spies carefully planted by the whispers of the abyss, the temptations of hell, or other forces, the declaration of the Three Gods of Agris stirred up entirely different ripples.

To these infiltrators, accustomed to the supremacy of power and the pursuit of self-interest, the declaration of the new god was not laughable at all; on the contrary, it was filled with a cruel and self-evident truth!

Before becoming a god, one must naturally keep a low profile, proceeding cautiously and treading on thin ice within the framework of the Red Heart Society's strict, almost inhuman laws and lofty ideals.

The resources you want, the status you crave, you have to obediently wait in line according to the rules.

[For certain purposes, one must even sacrifice personal interests.]

But now he has ascended to the throne of gods, possessing near-eternal life and the power to manipulate the laws of nature.

Must we continue to endure those restrictive rules and regulations that bind ordinary people?

[Should we really risk everything and even die for those former comrades who were once equals but are now as insignificant as ants?]

This is utterly absurd!

If that's truly the case, then wouldn't this godhood have been created in vain?

Isn't power meant to break rules and enjoy privileges?

While the Red Heart Society certainly has noble role models like Wang Meng, who sacrificed his life for righteousness and was willing to burn everything for his ideals, they are ultimately a tiny minority—heroes, saints!

How can we apply such harsh, otherworldly moral laws to demand that every newly empowered God be judged?

This is simply asking the impossible!

Perhaps those angry members of the Red Heart Society are overthinking things, blinded by their own overly lofty idealism.

[There are also pantheon organizations throughout the world that fear the Red Heart Society; they have completely deified the Red Heart Society.]

Ultimately, isn't the Red Heart Society just a vast organization formed by countless beings?

As long as something is composed of living beings, selfish desires are like a deeply ingrained disease, impossible to eradicate!

For those true gods who ascend to the heavens in one step and truly control a portion of the world's fundamental rules, this extreme selfishness stemming from life instinct—the desire for self and the continuation of their bloodline—will only be amplified infinitely by the power of divinity.

[Until the very end, it completely overwhelms all collective ideals instilled later in us!]

Don't they want their descendants, who flow with noble divine blood, to stand at the pinnacle of all living beings from birth, looking down upon the mortal realm?

Don't they want to open the door wide for their own blood-related offspring, paving a smooth, thornless path illuminated by divine light?

This idea is an instinct rooted in the deepest recesses of the life cycle!

[Perhaps some people might resist for the sake of their so-called ideals and beliefs.]

But these people will always only be a small minority.

For the general public, opportunism and the pursuit of privileges are the instinctive choices.

Look at those absolute, rational, and emotionless authorities who claim to be gods or believers in gods!

They would even use their authority to create privileged paths and exclusive paradises for their divine descendants within their divine kingdom, for those whose connection to them might not be so close, or whose emotions might be distant.

[And what about the true gods of rules who retain more of their inherent emotions and have a more direct and closer connection with their own bloodline?]

[Just because they are born into the Red Heart Society, must they simply watch their incomparably noble divine children be squeezed onto the same starting line as ordinary beings in the mortal world, experiencing the same trials and bearing the same risks?]

This is utterly blasphemous to the noble blood of the gods!

Since we already possess such earth-shattering power, enough to carve out our own territory, why not simply create a new Red Heart Society that belongs entirely to us and operates entirely according to our own will?

In this realm under their absolute control, their bloodline will shine eternally, and their will will be the supreme law!

This is the most direct and essential temptation that power brings!

Therefore, after repeatedly pondering Agris's declaration, the high-ranking officials of various factions and the spies lurking in the shadows of the Red Heart Society all put themselves in Agris's shoes and reached a surprisingly consistent conclusion.

I understand, I completely understand!

This is simply normal human behavior!

Even the will of the abyss, symbolizing the ultimate source of chaos and destruction, upon receiving the fluctuations of this declaration, revealed a rare hint of near-approval in its terrifying whispers that permeated countless planes.

For Agris, who hailed from the Lava Demon race, having such thoughts was simply a natural consequence etched into his bloodline.

Can one really expect a demon lord who crawled out of the abyss of lava to suddenly become a saintly figure, devoid of desire and selfless, after gaining supreme power?

That would be the greatest blasphemy against the very nature of the abyss!

[The path to godhood for demons—indulging in pleasure, domination, and satisfying endless desires—is the only true path, in accordance with the logic of the abyss!]

However, amidst all these perceptions and assumptions, the Will of Hell still believed this was a scheme by the Red Heart Society.

[What Aglios and the others played was merely the prelude to a tragic drama!]

Chapter 463 Aglios's Theory of True God's Privilege

[There's no way around it; in the perception of the Will of Hell, the Red Heart Society is simply too sinister!]

On one hand, the other side's history is entangled in the paradoxes of time and space, while their burning passion fuels an almost obsessive flame.

On the other hand, the Red Heart Society's membership is a mixed bag of outcasts from various eras and dimensions, not to mention the time travelers known as future warriors hidden among them.

Anything that seems simple and logical, once it occurs within the unpredictable and treacherous vortex of the Red Heart Society, will inevitably be distorted, becoming unpredictable and fraught with danger!

The declaration of the three gods of Agrippa, on the surface, seems to be an inevitable fall brought about by power, a vulgar drama of selfish desires triumphing over ideals.

But the will of hell, tempered by countless conspiracies and betrayals, is issuing frantic warnings. Beneath this surface, could a scheme by the Red Heart Society's higher-ups be lurking?

Would they really allow the three True Gods of Rules to so easily take the core secrets and resources of the Red Heart Society and leave unscathed to establish that so-called new Red Heart Society?

The three gods of Aglios knew better than anyone the immense power possessed by the enigmatic founder of the Redheart Order.

[Able to traverse the river of time and go back in time to directly intervene!]

Under the shadow of such a terrifying existence, betrayal?

[And such a blatant and high-profile betrayal?]

This is tantamount to placing one's past self under the immense, timeless power of the founder, a power capable of correcting all paradoxes—what is this if not digging one's own grave?

Indeed, Agris, Yu Xiao, and the God of Pain have now ascended to the position of Eternal True Gods, and yearn to gather the unique True God privileges that belong to them.

They were no longer willing to expend their divine power on the Red Heart Society's large and perceived burdensome ordinary members.

But was it necessary to stage this betrayal so dramatically, so ostentatiously, as if afraid the founders wouldn't notice?

The sheer amount of acting itself exudes an aura of conspiracy!

Perhaps, Aglios and his companions weren't betraying each other at all, but rather putting on a spectacular show of loyalty.

[Their purpose was not to break away from the Red Heart Society, but to send a message to the founder who could transcend time and space—a message powerful enough to overturn the current situation.]

This is just like the usual tricks of powerful ministers in mortal dynasties, using grand slogans like "acting in accordance with Heaven's will to quell the rebellion" and "purging the court of corrupt officials."

The slogans they shouted had already revealed the truth.

In short, the founder of the Chixin Society was right!

The fault lies with certain high-ranking members of the Red Heart Society!

[Aglius intended to use this momentous defection, his actions serving as a blood-written testimony, to prove himself to the great founders who might be watching this place.]

The path I have chosen is the true way to reach my sincere ideals!

[The previous Red Heart Society may not have produced any powerful beings at the level of true gods.]

Therefore, the Red Heart Society's understanding of the existence of the true God remains at the level of ordinary members.

This is wrong!

[Now that our combat strength has met the standards, our corresponding compensation and benefits must also keep pace!]

The Red Heart Society can sacrifice others, but how can it sacrifice the true God?

When relevant systems are mismatched with the realities of development, conflicts and contradictions are inevitable.

This rebellion and upheaval may well be an expression of the ideas held by Aglios and others.

They are right!

They are loyal!

Those treacherous officials entrenched in the upper echelons of the Red Heart Society are the real culprits who distort ideals and hinder progress!

Therefore, the ironic oath of loyalty that took place above the headquarters of the Red Heart Society was not a display of hypocrisy at all, but rather a blood oath made by Agris to the Founders, with the entire universe as its stage.

Ordinary observers only see the second layer: the so-called fall and betrayal of the gods.

[And Agris, already positioned on the dazzling fifth level, is orchestrating a grand, far-reaching remonstrance, using himself as a pawn!]

The intricate schemes within the Red Heart Society are like countless tangled threads of cause and effect, so complex that any attempt to unravel them would crumble.

But the Will of Hell, this ruthless strategist forged in the abyss's furnace, possesses a remarkably simple yet deadly method of insight.

He stripped away all the fog of appearances and pierced straight to the core.

After examining each complex operation of the Red Heart Society, has its overall True God-level combat power been damaged or benefited?

The plan to create chaos in the spirit realm that swept across the universe has finally come to an end. On the surface, the Red Heart Society seems to have gained nothing, and even suffered a further blow by losing three crucial True Gods of the Rules—a truly catastrophic loss.

The crucial point is that these three true gods of rules were actually pawns to be sacrificed in the Red Heart Society's higher-ups' plan!

Now, they have cleverly shifted from being seen as sacrifices to defecting.

If this is a fake betrayal, then not only have they escaped the fate of being consumed, but they have also taken away the Red Heart Society's vast resources, establishing a potential branch force outside that obeys the original high command.

From a strategic perspective, where is the loss?

This is clearly a masterful feat of escaping unscathed and breaking down a large operation into smaller parts!

[This is a stroke of genius that transforms internal redundancy into an external strategic foothold!]

[Beneath the surface of the losses lies a covert and efficient expansion and diversion of the Red Heart Society's core strength!]

Having seen through the bloody scheme buried beneath the betrayal, the Will of Hell responded with remarkable composure.

The will of Hell took no direct action, and there was no movement from Hell itself.