"Come to think of it, it's been a long time since we last heard God's will."
Luciano suddenly said.
The other two remained silent.
It was true.
In the past, they had been Iliaster's Three Emperors, the leaders of the Taiyi Organization. And Iliaster was Z-ONE's primary operational unit; most tasks had been coordinated and arranged by them. They had always been at the absolute core.
But now that they thought about it, how long had it been since they had received a Divine Oracle?
It seemed, apparently, probably since that irritating new Emperor had shown up?
An odd silence fell over the space, and the atmosphere became somewhat stiff.
No one was the first to say it aloud, but the same doubt began to surface in all three of their minds.
Had they been abandoned?
Thinking about it, it really wasn't entirely unreasonable.
They had failed at their tasks, and in terms of strength, they had been completely crushed by this newly arrived Emperor. It was only natural for God to entrust more work to someone more capable.
The best proof was that God had clearly developed new power for the Meklord Series, yet had not given it to them, the original Meklord Holders, instead choosing this newly arrived Taiyi Emperor.
What stronger proof could there be?
Amid that strange silence, cracks appeared in space. The man who had just finished putting the Three Nordic Gods in their place strolled leisurely into the area.
"What are you three doing spacing out here instead of working?"
The three of them: "."
Kira walked in and looked down.
Beneath their feet, upon the Void Space that resembled a cosmic curtain, tens of thousands of Light Veins grew out of the void like neural pathways drawn by an invisible hand. At times,