As they spoke, Ronan's thoughts raced faster and faster, picking apart the Martial Emperor's words.
The first and most important keyword was naturally "cloak."
Ronan knew of two kinds of "cloak." One was the Divine Cloak, which needed no explanation. The other was the "Cloak" computer he had learned about only recently and still barely understood.
Both were connected to his elders, so he could not yet say whether they were directly related.
But the Martial Emperor was undoubtedly talking about the first kind.
They had discussed the scope and meaning of that term more than once before. It was their default understanding.
So, according to her, he had just stirred the Divine Cloak... without triggering the Extreme Domain Light?
That was probably because Great Comprehension's "broadcast" had struck the Space-Time Architecture. If so, the Divine Cloak—or at least the Tattered Divine Cloak concealing Earth—was closely bound to the surrounding Space-Time Architecture.
It was deeply hidden, too. Otherwise, all Ronan's spacetime shifts and the many One-Way Tickets he had issued would have made it appear long ago. Instead, it had only now swung so far out of place, like a curtain whipped up by a gale and about to tear loose.
Even now, it was still swaying.
Great Comprehension, modeled after an Ancient God, really was on another level. One blow had exposed a weakness.
But why had it felt as though the entire world were drifting and shifting?
Ronan swiftly reached several conclusions, though questions remained. They did not stop him from responding.
What he had said before was not enough, so he continued, "Surely it won't expose anything? Well, I know there's still a lot I don't understand. All the more reason for us to share what we know, Your Majesty..."
"Are you threatening me?"
"Not at all.