The highest echelons of the ninety-nine advanced races were all desperately consulting each other for ways to survive. Finally, someone roared, "Flee from here, flee from this universe—"
"No, we have nowhere to run. Our only choice is a fight to the death—"
Another person screeched.
"Fight with what? Over a thousand of our ancestors at the peak of their immortality joined forces and failed, only to make the End Beast even stronger. What power do we have to fight? Are you saying that you, or I, have the ability?"
"Why haven't you thought of the Children of Destiny?"
The person who spoke these words made everyone present shudder.
"Indeed, the End Beast seeks to devour the entire starry universe. Once the starry universe is destroyed, these Children of Destiny will also not escape this catastrophe. This disaster is not just for us but for them as well. I believe that as long as we send out a message, those Children of Destiny who are still alive will understand what is at stake."
