Golden Mosquito must have struck a weak spot because Vine God’s personal tablet dimmed down.

“Friends, I cannot delay the disaster any longer!” Vine God shouted.

“Damn it!” The other commanding gods’ expression soured.

His green leaves started withering while a massive flower bud formed.

“His disaster is here, it’s another cycle!” Goldcrest shouted.

“Pop!” The flower blossomed and released pollen everywhere. A golden mist seemed to be taking over, leaving...