Axel never gave up resisting until the very end.
No matter what you said, within the spacetime bubble, his tone remained calm: "Every idea will ultimately be carried out and made real. If you want to defeat me, you must never expect my surrender. You can only truly seal me away."
"I will fight until the very last moment."
No enemy would surrender, especially not Terra's powerful ones. They might not believe in miracles, but fighting until the final moment was itself the greatest respect they could offer to both their own dreams and their enemies'.
Especially since Axel's goal was not to immediately defeat Ian and Mikael, but to spread the Psychic Beacon's power across all of Terra and sustain it for as long as possible.
But Ian had long since prepared for this.
Imperial Capital.
Isengard made his way up into the upper district.
Along the way, all the civilians—or rather, all the Awakened who possessed an "Inyaga personality"—were working together, hastily producing large quantities of anti-psionic canvas to keep their bodies from suffering excessive harm from the Imperial Capital's psionic fluctuations.
The powerful figures of the Third Energy Level and above, however, were at a loss when faced with these ordinary people carrying Inyaga's personality. Some who missed the former Emperor wore deeply conflicted expressions. What dwelled within those souls truly was a convergence of part of Inaga II's immortality—but could they truly be considered Inaga II?
Even though these people could call every one of them by name, and had even taken the initiative to ask several highly learned experts to study their condition, they simply did not know how to respond to this situation.
The ethics and morality of human society had been built upon the technology of its original era. As the age and