"This world was just like that."
Watching the boy stagger to his feet, unable even to walk steadily, the Plain Robed Old Man curled up, his voice growing ever hoarser and weaker. "You had to choose between one terrible option and another even worse one. There was never a way to have it both ways."
The boy seemed not to have heard him. Instead, he turned and staggered toward the ship that had shattered into several pieces beside him.
The old man's life was rapidly fading away. He looked at He Ao, opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
The vast will in the sky was rapidly descending. Enormous tentacles around them writhed swiftly, and the slumbering Eternal Divine Kingdom was gradually awakening.
As the divine kingdom awakened, the Golden Brooch embedded in the scarf slowly began to squirm.
A twisted will entered He Ao's mind. It was both a "warning" and a "threat."
The decree of that great and vast will permitted him to convert to Eternal Light, become a believer of Eternal Light, even receive Eternal Light's favor and become the master of the Eternal Divine Kingdom—as long as he was willing to tell the great Eternal Light everything he knew about the God of War.
He Ao slowly reached out, grasped the Golden Brooch, and carefully removed it from the Red Knitted Scarf.
The writhing tentacles on the brooch immediately began to dance, as though welcoming his "surrender."
Then red light flashed through He Ao's hand, and he crushed the Golden Brooch directly into powder.
Boom!
Brilliant radiance flashed across the sky, as if it had suffered some extreme "provocation." The dormant tentacles "awakened" at an even faster pace.
He Ao appeared oblivious to all of it. He staggered into the half-remaining cockpit and looked at its