Sacrifice on the Icefield

"And you."

Ryan lowered his head slightly, seeming to glance carelessly at Malzahar.

"The so-called Void Prophet, the exceptional human welcomed into the Void. How much of the not-too-distant future can you see?"

Seeing that Malzahar seemed about to say something, Ryan chuckled.

"Nothingness is such a pale word. When everything is devoured, that is called nothingness. When nothing can be seen, that can also be called nothingness."

Hearing this, Malzahar shuddered and instinctively glanced toward the sky.

Bel'Veth's figure sweeping through the heavens unexpectedly drew a hint of envy from him.

"Do you think that the one standing in the sky right now should have been you?"

Ryan's voice was like a demon's whisper beside Malzahar's ear, leaving him completely silent.

If Bel'Veth had never appeared, then the one elevated as a true god by the Void realm and the Void Watchers in Bel'Veth's place would undoubtedly have been him.

In the past, he had only wanted to drag this world into nothingness as quickly as possible, so he had not cared about such things.

But now that the future had become uncertain, other thoughts inevitably arose within him.

"Are you thinking that if you were the one in the sky, this battle with the Empire would have ended long ago, rather than dragging on until now?"

Ryan's voice sounded again, but Malzahar shook his head this time.

"Mr. Meredith, you seem capable of seeing through people's hearts, but my will shall not waver. I will not choose to join you."

"Oh? Why do you think I want you to betray the Void again?" Ryan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"You have said so much to shake my resolve. There can only be one reason for that." Malzahar's tone was unusually different from before, carrying a trace of seriousness.

"No,