There was no concept of time within the Doomsday Theory's projection, nor was there any need to wait.
Within this projection based on the present world, the changes brought about by every action would naturally be revealed, and the results led to by every choice would be displayed plainly and clearly before all observers.
There was no room for fakery, nor any space for ambiguity.
Between yes and no, there was no "or."
Success was success, and failure was failure!
And as the Craftsmen acted, the changes began to intensify.
In less than half a minute, Violent Flames had already filled the entire apocalypse before everyone's eyes, swallowing everything. All materialized and deformed things were utterly annihilated, and every foundation and scrap of soil sustaining Stagnant Rot was completely eradicated.
When the last deformed Giant Beast turned to ashes beneath the burning Purple Electric Black Flame, not a single materialized creature remained upon the scarred land. On the wasteland, the surviving humans cheered, shouted, and danced with joy, bathed in the sunlight that had risen once again, tears streaming down their faces. The apocalypse was no more!
That soaring blaze illuminated the dark sea and sky, yet Anvil Elder remained unmoved, showing no reaction at all, not even the slightest intention of intervening.
He merely watched.
Even though the apocalypse had been utterly overturned, the Holy Fool's Artifact remained stable, while the form created by Bei Gong continued to stretch and grow, without the slightest sign of wavering!
Instead, Heavenly Furnace's expression shifted slightly as his gaze lifted.
A trace of gravity appeared in his eyes.
After every disaster had vanished without a trace and all fallen things had been thoroughly swept away, the predetermined collapse and destruction were still far off, and victory and defeat had yet to be