"You know as well that my status does not leave me with that much spare time," Nesseran tried to explain.
"It is useless. The envoy will not listen to your reasons. He only wants results," the shrill voice continued.
"If the higher envoy wants to kill us, it would be no harder than crushing an ant. Their patience is limited, so we must move at the greatest possible speed and do our best!"
After a pause, the voice spoke again.
"Also, that little planet you clashed with before—suppress the matter as quickly as possible. It would be best if everything remained calm and peaceful."
Nesseran was about to raise his head and ask, but the other party stopped him.
"Do not ask. Just do as you are told."
Nesseran gritted his teeth and slowly nodded.
"I understand." Previously, in order to drive the strange bloodwater from his body, he had forcibly used up one full-body comprehensive gene treatment.
And now, those above actually wanted him to abandon revenge!? Uncontrollable fury surged in Nesseran's heart. Yet he could only endure it. No one knew more clearly than he did just what terrifying divine might those above possessed.
"Enough. You may leave," the voice ordered.
Nesseran fell silent for a moment. His face filled with unwillingness as he slowly retreated and flew away.
... Heavenly Devil World.
Star Alliance headquarters.
Countless thousands of silver planets revolved around a gigantic platinum fireball, releasing terrifying high-energy radiation amid violent energy reactions.
On the fireball's surface, a translucent pale-red palace floated slowly above the endless flaming planet.
Within the palace, three pillars of light stood opposed in a triangle. Inside each one, a vague outline of a human face could faintly be seen.
This was the Star Alliance's most central place, and also the holy