"The creator of Instrument World might have been like you, with limitless potential?"
Water Clone's words reminded Angel of a rumor Edward had mentioned: descendants of the Creator might be living in Evening Dream Cloud Harbor.
The Creator Edward had spoken of must have been the creator of Instrument World.
If the Creator's descendants really were in Evening Dream Cloud Harbor, perhaps they could learn something about the creator of Instrument World from them.
And if they got that far, perhaps they could even ask about building a station.
But on second thought, Angel felt it was unrealistic.
Even if they found the Creator's descendants, the Challengers would have a hard time striking up a conversation with them.
And even if they made contact, what standing would they have to ask about building a station? They could hardly lay all their secrets bare.
After mulling it over, Angel shook his head. It was only a passing thought.
The livestream continued.
On-screen, Edward had caught up with Coleman and Ice Woman.
Satan started to speak, but Edward gave him a look and mouthed, Let's leave this area first.
They were still close to the Corpse God Temple, within Reginald's range of perception. Whatever they had to say could wait until they were farther away.
Satan could be willful, but he nodded and shut his mouth.
A little later, they reached a rudimentary station.
There was nothing around it but a broad, flat rock that seemed to rise from a mountaintop beneath the cloud sea, piercing straight through the clouds.
That rock was Cloud Whale Station.
A signpost stood on it, bearing a blood-red emblem.
The emblem was a simple drawing of the Corpse God Temple, hinting at the station's connection to it.
"We're far enough from the Corpse God Temple now.