The God has moved to another world.

The supreme god is not something you just need to manage your world.

Combining and negotiating with the rest of the world was also one of the important tasks.

There are many types of supreme gods who manage the world.

The type where many gods jointly manage the world.

The type where there is one supreme god and that god is giving instructions to other gods.

And the type where only one supreme god partitions everything.

Various others.

It would be no exaggeration to say that there are only a lot of shapes in the world.

As for the imbalance, I didn't think any of them would be the most convenient.

Because we thought it was better for that world than we were each devising and doing it ourselves.

Ultimately, as long as you do your job properly, that's fine.

If only I'd done my job.

There was a world of commonly questioned amongst the Ambalens and their fellow Supreme Gods.

The world is run by the Supreme God alone, but this was the problem.

They don't accept souls from other worlds.

The circulation of the soul is not, in fact, something that absolutely must be done.

If you can handle each one in your own world, such as a dirty soul or a soul whose virtues have strangely become too high, that's fine.

By accommodating each other with such troubles, it is the purpose of each other to create a loan.

By accommodating the details, it makes sense to help each other, such as during a truly dangerous crisis of world collapse.

The import and export of souls is lukewarm, we really face each other regularly.

That's when we can have a relationship.

Now, that problematic child, the Supreme God, but what the hell is the problem?

He refused to import or export any soul.

This means that we don't make friends with the rest of the world, so to speak, we are in clan state.

That may seem fine if you ask, but it's actually a big problem.

Let's say by mistake that the world has fallen into a crisis of collapse.

Such influences also appear in the world around them.

A nearby fire is threatening to ignite.

Even if I try to erase that, I fear I won't let you come near me saying "it's none of my business with geeks".

It is the horror of world fate that makes it possible.

To prevent it from happening, we usually interact with each other, with each other.

In the first place, the management of the soul was imperative in such circumstances in every world, a hassle that troubled my head in every world.

To say that only some worlds will be bothered by such troubles is annoying with envy if seen from the supreme god of those worlds.

If I went, it would be like having a house that didn't show its face to the town hall.

"Oh, gosh."

"Ugly"

Two pillars that raise their hands gently and greet them.

Rough dressed, they were both the supreme gods of their respective worlds.

"Hey. Oh, shit."

"I'm fine. Hit him today, but let's do that."

They were supposed to go somewhere from now on.

The place is the source of the supreme god of the world in the clandestine state.

The purpose is to convince that world to accept souls from other worlds as well.

"I'm really here. I don't mind, do I? Doesn't dating matter?

"I do. Really. I'm not asking you to get your feet around me. You call it a worldly body to some extent?

"Yes, yes."

It seemed important to speak of the public in the world of God.

Quickly, the two pillars quickly turn to the supreme god in claustrophic condition.

The following interactions will require a superdivine dimensional portrayal, so let me tell you in conversation only.

"Hey! Oicola! Open up. Hey!"

"Yes, what, ah, no, Imassen! No one's here. Pu!

"What pu! What kind of tail is that? Hey, open up! I'll smash the door, you guys!

"All right, pup! Lambo, come on, pu!

"Damn, let me take the trouble... Whoa! What a world! You're a tent with a flavor!

"We're gonna have a collapse or something?! Why would the creatures of the world try to flaunt us again! You do it!"

"I'm demonizing the dust and letting them deal with the people who live there, Pu."

"So pussy! I don't know what you're talking about!

"When it really sucks, Po-kun stops it."

"Poop?! Is that a single name?! Is that a single name?!

"No fool, Nay. Seriously! Whoa, whoa, whoa. This religious system! What are you thinking!

"Huh?! You, the one you admire, Zero! You don't have one! You're the only god, right? I don't care. I adore God. The creatures of this world! And you must be waging a fucking religious war!

"Not quite?! If you're a world-class beast, concentrate there! Blame it!!

"Not at all."

"Shut up, then! It's the worst part.

"Hungry! Manage it properly!

"I am. Pugh. It's God's job to manage the world with minimal interference, huh?

"You're at least hanging around, right?! Bundagu?!

"Calm down! Calm down!

"Oh, I refuse to import or export example souls with all my might, pu"

"Oh?! Oh, God!

"Take it easy! Calm down!"

"Ah, pu in the prayer time of this religion. It's useless to worship a god who's not here. Foolish creature is this, so stop it! The power of faith belongs to Po Kun. Oh, jihad started over here, pu. The power of the faith of a dead soul is also Po-kun's. Pu. Both armies will be Po-kun snacks, poo."

"It sucks... Coitz, seriously, it sucks..."

"There's a crack in the land! Fix it. Come on!

"Oh, really, pu. I'll show you a little miracle, pu. Pretending to be the god of each religion is the point, pu. And so, more and more, the creatures are becoming more and more confident, and the religious struggle is getting worse."

"Huh?! You can't crack the ground because he manages it!

"What are you talking about, puppy? The creature that can't defeat the Warcraft of the Dust is crumb."

"No, no, no, no, it's not a level where we can handle organisms in the first place..."

"I make brave men and stuff for that sometimes, pu. Of course, while each god pretends to tell you something, each religion."

"There it is! Hit him!!

"Calm down! No more, I'm leaving today, but you seriously think about it!!

"Huh..."

"Why are you doing this, Ambalance?"

"Why, there will be no violence..."

Ambalance sighed, sipping a can of coffee.

Most of all, if the god I was with hadn't beaten me up, the imbalance might have gone around.

It is an array that gets strangely calm when one gets excited.

"I don't know what I can do."

"In a world like that, it's huge. If we open the world, it's acceptable."

"There's that, too. It's that world. Poor thing, huh? Residents"

"Well, I don't care if they kill me. Not that one."

"I'm not even on my own. Whatever God worships, make it intentionally..."

"Is that it already? Shall we do it?"

"What.

"Send your soul in. The cheated one."

To the words, Ambalance looks so nasty.

"That's you. No, it's not. It's too much."

Cheatin 'souls don't know what to do.

Irregulars that smash the world from the ground up are nothing but annoying if from the admin side.

Unless, of course, you deliberately moved on from yourself and invited him in.

"You can do it. There's harassment and bad harassment, right?

"No, you should. I'll do it."

"So tell him to calm down..."

"He's wearing sexual witch clothes to the witches of each religion. Lori and Big Tits and all that. You think it's milk baggy? And then you put one person in the service of God who's sexually very unspoken, or you put women in the service because they're sacred to each other."

The moment I heard it, the light poured out of Amvalence's body.

In fact it was not light, it was the plasma of the sun.

It was the wrath of the Sun God Ambalance that crossed the summit.

"Damn you, dude. Awwww!! Such an enviable basket. Awww!!! I'll do that!! I can't help that reincarnator, I'll do it!! Seriously, I'm gonna kill that pizza fat guy. Awwwwww!!! It's a milk bag. Ohhhhh!!!

"Oh, whoa..."

An unbalance that showed so much killer puffiness that God, who was angry until earlier, donned.

In the end, he sent the reincarnated into the world who gave him protection without any help.

of Amvalence, the supreme god and the sun god, is a blessing.

That was extremely vicious, even though it would have a smaller impact in the rest of the world.

If he smiled, he made both men and women fall in love, the animals liked him, and with a sword wave he mutilated the world's most powerful species.

Real racks are not normal, if you pull the lottery, it seems like all Daikichi, if you bend the corner, you hit a beautiful girl, if you crack the eggs, all yellow will become two.

Ultimately, those fat gods ended up crying to the Ambalens.

It took a great deal of time to repair the world ravaged by the reincarnated.

But Ambalance didn't lend a hand at all.

I kept ignoring Fat God until he sat down and laid his forehead on the ground and begged me to let the power of Lori and the giant witch's faith flow.

Thus one world opened up, and yet another peace came upon the gods' industry.