“I don’t like words,” he started to show his arrogant side once more, “if you are truly a friend, prove it!”

“Tsk! What do you want me to do? I passed through hell to arrive here just to save your asses! And thanks to your damn ancestors, I’m stuck outside, unable to help!”

“I don’t care,” he suddenly pointed at his neck, while stretching it to expose more of it, “if you can’t, then kill me, kill everyone, that won’t differ anyway if you are an enemy.”

I looked at this dude, and knew how determined he was. In fact, I had to admit to myself that he got a point here.

If I was truly an enemy, then letting me in wasn’t any much different than watching his people die in front of his eyes.

“Tsk, what a troublesome dude you are,” I pointed my glaive towards Lucas II as I added, “form a silver ground for them to stay upon while I think of something to convince this dude.”

“My name is Mou,” he said, and I memorised his name to my heart.

That dude didn’t have such a strong heart like what I’d say about his ancestors, but he also was quite intelligent and very annoying.

He cared about his people, and knew how to speak using logic and reason back to me. I thought about what I should do, and there was one thing left for me to do here.

“Lucas II, stay here, and keep the silver ground running all the time,” I said, giving him orders before throwing out one of the two pieces of the twin portals that I had, “come, let’s go back to where the truth is.”

I thought about what I could do to prove to him that I wasn’t an enemy. However no matter what I thought about, even to the extent of going towards one of the thread zones, finding a bunch of those fiends, and killing them, I knew it wasn’t enough.

Besides, it was too risky and too time consuming.

There was a simple way to prove everything to him. And that was the same way I used before to convince the god race, including Clatinberg.

It might be hard to prove my stance here, but at other places, I could simply take him on a grand tour, show him how I was an enemy to his enemies.

The enemy of my enemy was my friend, right?

“Let’s go,” I passed through the portal that popped up in front of me. I left Lucas II back on the silver ground to keep it running, before appearing back at the first half of that world.

“This…”

“This isn’t what I wanted you to see,” during my long absence, the enemy pushed all the way to the place where I arrived.

Although I was quite sure that my side lost lots of land to the enemy, it was enough to prove to him that I was the enemy of his enemies.

“It’s just a common thing in many worlds…” I started to explain everything to him, taking this chance to talk about the real situation in this small universe.

“So we aren’t the only ones trapped here…” After explaining for almost half an hour, Mou finally said, “but… That doesn’t prove you are here to help! What if you want to replace those son of b*tches? Wanted to enslave us and make us work for you?”

That dude was indeed too much to handle! I couldn’t help but sigh. He seemed to not believe in the catchphrase I just thought of.

“Alright, follow me,” but who said he trapped my back against the wall by what he said? I simply moved, took out my staff, and opened a portal that went directly towards the central portal zone.

And from there, I took him and the other dude around on a grand tour of many worlds.

I showed them what I did, what my forces did, even took them to the gods world and made them meet up with the leaders of the gods race there.

These folks mistook my trip as my final arrival to help them. They weren’t doing that bad actually. In fact, the enemy kept losing to them on all fronts!

After getting blessings from the endless warriors I left over for them, they started to look like what real gods should be.

They were totally different, like I came to a totally different world or something.

They got disappointed the moment they realised I was just randomly and temporarily visiting them. But when I explained in brief the reasons behind my visit, they were more than welcoming to help.

They started to speak for long hours with Mou and his fellow race dude. I took them around, let them meet up and speak with many of those races I and my forces helped and rescued.

Everyone spoke in a warm and excited way about my help, mentioning things that even I wasn’t aware of.

For example, in one world, my warriors went to stop the incoming fiends despite not having any gears or suitable fierce forces to stop them.

They kept losing many warriors to protect a race from getting killed and annihilated. And that didn’t just last for a few minutes, or even an hour or two, but for three days!

The generals leading the army here seemed to send out fodders to stop the fiends main army before the grand and strong army of mine arrived here to finally kill the enemies and save the entire race.

Stories like these and others kept ringing all the time in the ears of these two. After spending an entire day doing this, I took the two back again, used the portal I formed before and returned back to the silver ground.