In a warm, spotless white room, two Divine Entities stared at each other.
A huge Snow White Long Table had appeared beneath Tang Qi for no apparent reason. At the far end of the table was a Divine Entity that had introduced himself, one who felt inexplicably familiar to Tang Qi.
"Ancient One?"
Those three words immediately reminded Tang Qi of the Ancient Observer and Everything Can Be Sold.
That peculiar voice made Tang Qi lean toward Everything Can Be Sold.
Its Exclusive Customer Service was Ancient One Marx.
And as far as Tang Qi knew, the other customer service representatives of Everything Can Be Sold all had the words "Ancient One" in their names.
It could even be said that this organization, as ancient and terrifying as the Mystic Library, had been founded by a group of unknown Ancient Ones.
Like the Library's Creation Council, they were beings who transcended the Boundless Mystery.
But...?
The Dream Eyes across Tang Qi's body blinked as he looked at Ancient One Bos Aiken, who appeared extraordinarily bizarre beneath the white radiance.
He had only the upper half of a body, yet he was enormous, like a Giant.
He wore no clothing whatsoever and was in a completely primitive state. His skin was terribly pale, but it was covered in extremely intricate patterns.
If one looked deeper into those patterns, one would immediately lose oneself within them. Every line seemed to contain endless mysteries, as though each one held another world.
He supported himself with both hands, keeping that half of his body parallel to the ground.
Where his buttocks should have been below his back, there was instead a hollow opening.
Sometimes it was pitch-black within, while at other times light shone from it, like a cave with a campfire burning inside.