"We're at 60%! The Astral Realm's revival has reached the point where it can be reshaped. Quick! Send word to the Genesis Engine!"
The goatman astrologer Bole's trembling shout rang out from the center of the Astral Seed's defensive line. He came hobbling out and shouted at Palanno, the Rose Knight standing guard at the entrance:
"Follow the plan and get the beings of the material world out of the Astral Realm! The revival and reshaping are about to begin. If you don't leave, you'll be buried here!"
The goatman's excitement was understandable.
He had hung a massive divine crystal against his chest and wrapped it around himself with a specially made chain, like a breastplate. Listen closely and you could hear Vydia's cries and pleas for mercy coming from inside.
The thing imprisoned in there was no ordinary entity. And now that Bole's mission was complete, the astrologer could hardly wait to hurry back to the material world and study this divine relic, so he could use the power of his "ancestor" to set foot on the path to godhood.
Honestly, considering a goatman's nature, the fact that he hadn't run off the moment he got his hands on this long-coveted treasure already spoke volumes about his fine character.
But now was exactly the right time for Bole to come over and tell everyone to "split up and get out."
The Astral Seed had grown sturdy enough to withstand the surging energies of creation. All the Genesis Engine had to do was flip the switch, and the entire shattered Astral Realm could be reshaped into a land of order. But the process required that too many living beings not be gathered here; otherwise, they would be swept up in the reshaping and lose their lives for nothing.
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