After regaining full consciousness, the World recounted everything that had happened in the Tower of Exile to the class change goddess Janna. When she finished listening, a look of utter shock and disbelief spread across her face.
"You actually went through with such a reckless plan?" Janna asked incredulously. "Didn't you tell me before that you wouldn't act so recklessly? You even said that your next move would be made with me at your side. Have you been lying to me this whole time? Am I really your ally? How can I trust you after this?
If you keep acting this way, how can we ever expect our plan to succeed?"
Janna was furious, and her anger was entirely justified. The World's actions this time had been exceedingly rash. What's more, he hadn't made any thorough preparations before embarking on this mission, which was precisely why he had been unable to withstand the attacks of the two apocalypse game planners in the final confrontation.
At the top of the Tower of Exile, the World hadn't even encountered the real Fool—only a projection of him. But even so, the World had come dangerously close to being destroyed.
The World let out a deep sigh.
"You're right. My actions were reckless, and for that, I owe you an apology. I won't act like that again."
His apology was swift and straightforward. Hearing this, class change goddess Janna's anger began to subside.
"Still, despite everything, your actions did yield positive results. At least we now have the map of all things and stars in our possession," Janna remarked, glancing at the map in the World's hand.
A faint smile finally crept onto the World's face.
"Yes, that's right. This whole mission was about obtaining the map. Now that we have it, we can start using it to travel to other planes and gradually weaken the Fool's power."
"This way, we can avoid the dangerous situation of facing the Fool when he's at his strongest," the World said.
The plan that both the World and class change goddess Janna had always followed was to gradually weaken the Fool's power. They never believed they could defeat the most powerful apocalypse game planner in a single strike.
After discussing for a while, Janna shifted her gaze to the still-unconscious group.
Jeremy's proposal made Janna and the World's eyes light up. By sending the God of War and the Goddess of Life into an apocalypse game instance, they could effectively limit their influence on the real world. At the same time, the power of the instance could act as a form of containment, preventing the deities from fully unleashing their powers.
Moreover, it was likely that the God of War and the Goddess of Life wouldn't refuse. They would recognize that even having the chance to exist within an instance was a stroke of luck for them, given the circumstances.
However, this solution wasn't without risks. The greatest danger was that the God of War and the Goddess of Life might eventually break free from the instance's limitations. If they managed to do that, they could use their divine powers in the real world, which could lead to even greater chaos and instability.
"I know you're both worried that they might enter the real world, but I think your concern is pointless. The real world is already in chaos, and a bit more won't make much of a difference. Besides, I believe I can handle any further disorder that might arise," Jeremy said confidently.
Since Jeremy expressed such certainty, the World and class change goddess Janna didn't object. They understood that this was merely a temporary solution born out of necessity, but it was one they had to execute with determination.
Afterward, the World awakened the others and shared the decision with them. While the God of War and the Goddess of Life seemed slightly resigned, they also knew it was the best course of action.
"This works for me," the God of War said, agreeing immediately. "I still need to fight. I haven't destroyed the enemy I hate the most yet." His voice was filled with anger, his desire to obliterate the Fool crystal clear. The God of War was willing to do anything and cooperate with anyone to achieve that goal.
The Goddess of Life, on the other hand, responded more gently, "I'll do my best to assist you within the instance. After all, I too am a mortal enemy of the apocalypse game planners, and I also want to see them all destroyed."
With both deities in agreement, the World used his power to send them into the instance.
"I can't say exactly which instance they've been sent to, but I can tell you that the instance isn't far from your city. You might encounter them while exploring it," the World explained.
Jeremy nodded. "I think your plan is perfectly fine. If there's nothing else, my companions and I should be leaving soon. We need to inform others about what happened in the Tower of Exile, and we're all exhausted. We'd like to head back and get some rest."
Since Jeremy had spoken so decisively, the World and class change goddess Janna had no objections. They immediately sent Jeremy and Ritchie back to the real world.
Once back in the real world, both Jeremy and Ritchie were utterly exhausted. Looking around, Ritchie quickly realized they had returned to Jeremy's home. He turned to Jeremy and said, "I'm too tired. I'll rest here at your place for a while. After I wake up, I'll head back to my own home."
With that, Ritchie collapsed onto the couch and fell asleep almost instantly.
Jeremy didn't mind. Stumbling into his bedroom, he barely made it to his bed before collapsing onto it, quickly succumbing to his own fatigue.