The Shamash Gods in the Sea of Imaginary Numbers had done everything they could to hold back the approaching Goddess Tiamat.
But after more than a month, Mother of Primordial Chaos Sea still broke through their blockade, tore open a gap in the world, and stepped inside.
The difference in strength was simply too great.
To be honest, Rovi was already amazed that they had managed to delay her for so long.
"Little En... let's go!"
In the cold, shadowy realm of the underworld, ghostly blue flames intertwined and reflected off one another. The ground trembled faintly beneath the sudden arrival of that terrifying presence.
Rovi coughed softly and looked at Little En. "We can't exactly leave Golden Flash to deal with this alone."
There was nothing much to think about.
He was going to die anyway. If he was not afraid of death, what was there to hesitate over?
"But Rovi's body..." Little En looked worried and hesitant.
"It's fine. I can't die anyway." Rovi spoke carelessly. "You'll protect me, right?"
"Mm—" Little En nodded and stopped overthinking it. "But we have to hold on tightly like this."
She took Rovi's hand, her delicate face filled with seriousness.
Rovi did not refuse.
"I-I'll help too!" Ereshkigal hurriedly said. "If necessary, I'll stay in the underworld and look for a suitable chance to strike!"
The goddess of the underworld trembled slightly. It was the fear a god felt toward her creator, but for Rovi's sake, she still forced that fear down.
"Then let's go!" Rovi nodded. "Ereshkigal, send me back to the world of the living first. Inside my body..."
"Then we'll go intercept Tiamat!"
"Aaaaaa!!!"
The sound from the depths of the imaginary space grew clearer, closer, and louder.
Of course, most people could not see it directly.