Hadrikomanika still couldn't believe it. "When did Legion become a world god? Or is he a world ender?"
Ghastorix sighed and shook his head. "I don't know what he is or when he became it. What I do know is that this is the end."
He wanted to roar in anger. He wanted to be defiant. But he has already done that, and it failed him.
His defenses have failed. What is left is the soft and weak inner space, which can't put up any meaningful defense.
Hadrikomaniac turned to the world as she felt hostile gazes settle on her. The gazes were coming from every living being in her world. They were all looking at her with a mocking gaze.
Hadrikomaniac pleaded, "Please, Soverick. He is your ancestor. You can take his world, but please spare his life."
