In an instant.
After casually traversing an infinite number of Time and Space Planes simultaneously.
Most of Orsaga's attention returned to the former site of Crimson Heaven.
Looking at the empty surroundings, no longer bearing any trace of their former splendor.
His expression remained utterly calm.
"Restore."
Once he spoke.
The preserved information was restored by him.
The Main Timeline belonging to Crimson Heaven was also restored.
Together with every matter recorded within it, everything was forcibly recreated out of nothing.
Except for Ideal Dreamland.
That was not something he had gathered into his body and preserved. It had been directly sacrificed to the Abyssal Will, so it had been forcibly and completely erased, without the slightest remnant left behind.
After being restored.
The consciousnesses of those who had been swallowed remained at the exact moment before they were consumed. Even their expressions and thoughts had not changed in the slightest.
Therefore.
Those fellows who had exhausted every means to survive naturally remained in that bedraggled state of fighting desperately for their lives.
To be honest.
Orsaga had not particularly wanted to revive some nobodies who were not even his underlings.
But considering that Crimson Heaven was reopening, he ultimately decided to bestow a little grace upon that bunch of trash~
At present.
Once that group came to their senses.
They saw that all manner of dangers around them had long since vanished.
Everything seemed to have returned to normal.
They could not help but freeze slightly.
Then.
Before they could entertain any further thoughts, the surrounding environment underwent even more changes.
It was endless power, or rather, the purest malice.
It kept surging forth...
Sky-piercing pillars of crimson light.
They coursed through every place, piercing all things within sight.
The entirety of Crimson Heaven.
At this moment.
Was expanding