In the end.
Although Orsaga had indeed been assigned some matters to handle.
His family travel plans still failed to come to fruition.
With too many uncertainties in Different Time and Space Planes, and in order to avoid capsizing, he could only set out alone.
It could only be said that it was somewhat regrettable.
Under Golanel and the others' watchful gazes.
A portion of Orsaga's consciousness, carrying a trace of power, followed the tentacles Crimson Heaven had rooted in a Spacetime Node somewhere within the Bottomless Abyss, continuously flowing downstream...
At this stage.
If one's gaze could cross the barriers of time and space and look toward Crimson Heaven, one would discover that outside Crimson Heaven, which resembled a blood-red eye, there actually existed countless tentacle-like things flashing with strange radiance.
Moreover.
Despite their already enormous numbers, they continued to increase rapidly with every passing moment.
They looked like countless tributaries originating from distant times and spaces.
All converging upon Crimson Heaven, endlessly intersecting and merging within it.
That immense quantity, along with the twisted tides of energy, formed a special vortex-like phenomenon around that gigantic blood-red eye.
As though.
It were devouring everything!
Yet those tentacles stretching across who knew how vast a distance possessed no offensive power. They were merely Spacetime Coordinates—or rather, Time and Space Channels.
Every subordinate under Orsaga who was summoned away by a Different Time and Space Lifeform, or who explored Different Time and Space on their own, would, upon arriving in a new time and space, automatically transmit the coordinates of that time and space to Crimson Heaven through the Death Tribulation Flower Mark or plague they carried.
And once those new Spacetime Coordinates had been confirmed to hold value.
Crimson Heaven would dispatch small units one after another, either invading or