The Beginning of the Storm

At the center of the entire universe, almost its very core, Lansius's palace floated amid enormous waves of purple energy. The dark crimson twilight resembled bloodthirsty insect beasts, while restless energy formed vortex-like chaotic currents.

Riiip! Blood-red cracks appeared, and torrents of energy surged out in every direction.

They also carried terrifying pressure, rising layer upon layer like towering waves.

"This should be the place." Lansius surveyed the scene outside from within the palace.

This was the core of the entire universe, tied to the stability of all space-time. Opposite it stood Grand Zeno's palace, where twelve miniature universes served as hubs, continuously channeling the surging energy through mysterious laws into the twelve universes.

By stationing their palace here, the Dark Angels had partially obstructed the operation of the universal laws while also creating a source of power for their new world.

Their plan was to completely sever the universal laws, then establish space-time nodes within the twelve universes to simulate the abilities of those who wielded the power of space-time and create an entirely new space-time.

Since the universal laws were suppressed and cut off by the Sacred Temple, if handled properly, the newly born world would most likely not contain Grand Zeno's system.

"Arls, leave now and enter the various universes. Set up the space-time nodes before those Angels have time to react." Lansius gave orders to the Dark Angels beneath him with a somewhat excited expression, then turned to Badis. "I'll need you and your people to assist us. This plan can only succeed."

"Leave it to us." Badis, the middle-aged Dark Angel, nodded firmly.

Since this concerned whether their future destruction plan could proceed smoothly, both Lansius's black-robed Dark Angels and Badis's gray-robed Dark Angels treated it with utmost seriousness. If they missed this opportunity, Grand