"Impossible. Absolutely impossible."
After hearing Fire Fox's report, Aran Immortal King, who was in charge of this front line, flatly rejected it.
"It must be some kind of deception. It would be far too easy for a Godmaster to fool you. You're already this old, yet you're still so naive—you'll be swindled someday."
Aran Immortal King looked at Fire Fox with an expression of frustration, while Fire Fox could only look back innocently.
"Exactly. I knew it was strange for a Godmaster to come all this way. He probably has plans of his own and didn't come here sincerely to help. Perhaps he learned of the Nameless Quasi-Emperor and came specifically to understand the path ahead..."
Aran Immortal King sighed.
As someone who had reached the end of the path, he understood full well just how difficult it was.
If not for the guidance toward the path ahead left behind by that footprint, they would never have entertained any further hopes.
That was why he knew just how enticing the direction represented by that footprint was.
The stronger one was, the more easily one would be drawn to it.
Yet even the owner of that footprint had become lost in the Dark Zone. Ordinary Immortal Kings like them had even less of a clue.
At that moment, every god present—whether immortals from the Hercules Constellation or gods from other constellations—received a notification.
The Zerg had launched their final offensive!
An unprecedented final offensive!
Godmaster-level bugs were appearing in huge numbers!
The very idea of linking "Godmaster" with "huge numbers" was difficult to accept.
Yet considering the vastness of the universe, if all Godmasters could be gathered together, their number would indeed be enormous.
The Zerg naturally could not compare to the entire universe, but after accumulating strength for so long