Big snake Stark’s about to break down the mysteries of primal runes in the chaos—Poison, Elemental, Darkness, Death, Life, Wind, even Fate. He’s spilling it all, holding nothing back. Sure, primal runes aren’t something you master just by hearing someone talk, but… what if?

  This news rocks the Water Palace Basin—every deity’s shook. Even deities in nearby Basins are floored. Teaching other deities the principles of primal runes? That’s straight-up unheard of in the chaos—first time ever!

  Word gets around fast, thanks to well-connected deities. Apparently, this is ‘cause the snake’s trying to build his faction but nobody’s biting, so he’s throwing this thing called a Rune Recitation Conference. Lots of deities, even ones who’d never join Oliver’s crew, are legit curious about this conference.

  “This snake’s too strong—I can’t believe one guy’s mastered that many primal runes!” one deity marvels.

  “Teaching other deities in the chaos? Word is, if you hear his lessons, you become his so-called student… Such a weird term. What’s a student? What’s a teacher?” another wonders.

  “This guy’s got some serious guts. Primal runes are crazy valuable, and he’s just sharing them? Not scared someone’ll learn and surpass him?” a skeptic questions.

  “That’s what makes this snake so badass. He’s gotta be insanely strong and confident to share what he’s learned,” another counters.

  Countless deities are buzzing, and they’re genuinely hyped. Lots of deities in the chaos world just drift aimlessly, no clue where they’re headed or how to get stronger. They’ve made it this far on pure luck. Now, a chaos deity teacher—a mentor—shows up. He’s chanting the most precious primal runes, showing all deities a path to power!

  Compared to the giants or the faction Creator God Aether built, Oliver’s Ouroboros Abyss is starting to feel… different. If you had to compare, their factions are more like kingdoms or martial arts sects from wuxia novels. But Oliver’s building something like a college—or even a religion. Most deities showing up for his lessons? They’ll become his students, maybe even join his faction as believers!

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  Yup, believers! Getting other deities to put faith in him. Maybe that’s the path Oliver’s gonna keep walking.

  But in the chaos world, while some deities are all in, others are skeptical. “Primal runes—super rare stuff—and he’s just sharing? Is this for real, or is he luring us in to wipe us out and eat us all?” Some weaker deities suspect a trap.

  The chaos world’s brutal—deities hunting each other is the norm. Oliver’s selfless sharing? Unheard of, so no wonder some are wary. These weaker ones are extra cautious, scared it’s a setup where they’ll get no benefits and just end up as someone’s lunch.

  “Better not go. Staying here safe and sound’s way better than falling into a trap and dying,” some deities decide after mulling it over, convinced it’s a scam. Especially ones far from where Oliver’s chanting runes—if they make the trek, they might run into stronger deities and get killed before they even arrive.

  So they ditch the opportunity, choosing to stay put and grow slowly. Truth is, tons of beings do this—too scared, too timid, they pass up easy chances, even ones that could change their fate. That leads to lifelong regrets, old age filled with sighs over why they didn’t seize the moment. But by then, it’s too late. Mediocre types like that? Dime a dozen, nothing rare.

  “This snake’s got some tricks—barely any time’s passed, and he’s already stirring up a huge buzz in the chaos!” Inside the water palace, giant Aegir lets out a scornful sneer.

  “Just a snake our giant clan’s gonna kill eventually, and he really thinks he’s somebody? Teaching all deities, playing teacher, professor?” Aegir’s son, Thalassorath, chimes in.

  Truth Truth is, these days, the giants have overheard their own followers talking about this. Some even plan to check it out—after all, listening to the snake’s lessons doesn’t cost anything! But Aegir and Thalassorath are pissed about it. Their water palace followers, their servants, running off to hear the snake teach and become his so-called students? What’s that about?

  So, giant Aegir lays down the law: no deity under the water palace is allowed to head to Oliver’s Snake Palace for this Rune Recitation Conference. Yup, Oliver’s teaching spot’s been dubbed the Snake Palace—though there’s no actual palace built yet.

  “Just a farce. Once I team up with some heavy-hitter giants from other Basins, we’ll go kill this guy,” Aegir thinks, scoffing. “Right in front of his so-called students, we’ll take out this ‘teacher of deities.’”

  “And with all those wild deities gathered? That’s a tasty feast!” A twisted thought creeps into Aegir’s mind. So many wild deities in one place—if he could wipe them all out, how much chaos energy would that net? His strength might even jump, maybe hitting level 18!