"Where's Ancient One? Why is her aura so weak?" Robet did not pay any more attention to Chthon. Instead, he turned and looked toward a certain spot in Inter-dimensional Space. His figure flashed and vanished from where he stood, reappearing inside a dimension fragment that was not particularly large.
"Who?!" Ancient One sensed someone intruding into her territory and instantly shouted. Only when she realized it was Robet did she relax.
"What's going on with you?" Robet asked Ancient One in confusion. "Why are you hiding in such a tiny dimension fragment? Wouldn't returning to Earth to recover from your injuries be safer?"
"Tiny?" Ancient One's expression stiffened at that. Then she explained helplessly, "Among all these dimension fragments, this already counts as one of the larger ones. That explosion earlier was honestly far too terrifying. Who knows how many Dimension Lords died in that blast..."
"After all, with their dimensions shattered, those Dimension Lords lost their chance to start over. If I weren't proficient in time magic, I'm afraid I would have died in that explosion too."
"Was it that serious?" A trace of surprise flashed through Robet's eyes. Earlier, Robet had been focused on fighting Cyttorak. Although he had also been affected by the explosion, he had not paid any attention to what was happening to the many dimensions. Now it seemed that the impact of that explosion might have been enough to reshuffle all of Inter-dimensional Space.
No, it had already been reshuffled.
All the dimensions had shattered, which meant the many dimensions all needed to start from scratch. Perhaps some lucky ones would obtain the power of newly born dimension fragments and become new Dimension Lords, while those ancient Dimension Lords could only develop all over again, just like Ancient One right now.
"Speaking of which,