Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!

Just like a marionette, the blur of flesh that was its hands swayed, and the head suddenly twisted 270 degrees, the turbid eyes gazing at Kael:

"In the end, we concluded that in order to win this war, deception is crucial, constructing cages out of webs of lies.

Ah, that's correct, isn't it, Lord? Just like you tried to deceive the gods with the power of mortals, a beautifully sinister scheme, but your plot...

has a problem!

Did you really think that your actions wouldn't be observed by those gods? So, sing praises for the name of Shirek! The Prince of Lies has also endorsed what you've done!"

By the time Kael regained his senses, he found himself in a vast, vaguely familiar expanse of whiteness.

Soon, after a flash of white light dissipated, what Kael saw was a landscape scarred and sore.

The white light was the intense brightness emanating from the center of an explosion.

An inexplicable message entered his mind.

Although he heard no sound, it felt as though deafening noises were echoing in his mind.

Thanks to this message, Kael finally understood where he was.

One of the very first sites of detonation for the Apocalyptic Bomb, also the site where the goblin empire first successfully killed a divine being after a Saint's descent.

After the terrifying Alchemy Storm quietly dissipated, Kael finally saw the decayed wreckage at the center of the Apocalyptic Bomb's explosion.

The remains known as the Evil God's Flesh, referred to as the Saint Body.

The Prince of Lies, Shirek, seemed to have used some means to extract a scene from the tidal waves of history that had already occurred.

"Is this the Apocalyptic Bomb? This is the ultimate divine weapon?"

A somewhat familiar voice came through, and a group of beings wearing something like biohazard suits drove up to the center of the explosion.

Without any regard for the still-smoky site, they immediately ran toward the decayed remains at the explosion's center on getting out of the vehicle.

After a series of checks, the site erupted in joyous laughter.

One of the biohazard suit workers, ecstatic to tears, excitedly removed his hood, revealing the face underneath that looked familiar yet much younger.

"The young Dr. Zack...?" Kael murmured softly.

The goblin under the biohazard suit, his face streaked with tears of excitement, laughed aloud:

"With this, the basic material for the Heavenly Ladder Plan is secured; we can finally attempt to move forward with the next step of the plan!"

When Dr. Zack uttered these words, the entire scene seemed to re-enter a moment frozen in time.

The shattered divine corpse blown apart by the Apocalyptic Bomb's test fire turned its head slowly, like a "lousy little fish" or a nutcracker, looking towards Kael.

Kael suddenly felt his eyes itch, wiped them, and suddenly noticed a lean-looking middle-aged man, taking the place of the original charred divine corpse, sitting in a chair.

Even without speaking a word, his mere presence in that chair somehow made one immediately think of one name—

Shirek!

The man sitting in the chair slowly turned his head, revealing a refined smile to Kael and said in a relaxed and cheerful manner:

"The origin of this story comes from the creations of the world's will, the goblins. Originally beings of the essence of the earth, thanks to the world's blessing, they obtained a heritage of civilization not native to this continent.

Afterward, more akin to the Stone Giants, the goblins suffered a flesh curse, gradually acquiring their own flesh in a long curse and truly began to thrive."

However, their developmental pace was far too rapid, essentially completing in a couple of hundred years what would take other nations six to seven hundred years.

By the time the goblin empire's overall strength had already reached the top ten in the continent, these foolish goblins began to ponder how they could possess the power to contend against the gods.

Or more accurately, they merely needed the ability to negotiate in the face of gods, nothing more than that was sufficient.

However, many things don't change as they had imagined, and the goblin empire was no doubt a nation filled with imagination and rapid evolution.

But even with such creativity, it is difficult to create something that originally doesn't exist or has never been seen before.

If the Heavenly Ladder Plan lacks reference, the synthesis of summaries and samples for analysis, envisioning the realization of the goblin empire's dream is nearly impossible, perhaps not achievable even across several generations of goblins.

So..."

Sitting in the chair, Shirek raised his hand, extended one finger with a chillingly pleasant smile, as if whispering to a lover:

"How could they complete the plan without samples? The thought that such an interesting plan could die ab ovo due to such a ridiculous reason is simply unacceptable!

Ah~ah~ I cannot accept such an outcome!"

The Prince of Lies, holding his bowler hat, lifted his downcast eyelids, his eyes brimming with the joy of seeing a new toy appear.

"Since the little ones have already prepared the stage, would it not be terribly dull if no one performed on it?