No one spoke for a moment.
Gilgamesh swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing.
Sersi's hand was still pressed against the half-built stone wall, her fingertips smeared with mud as she stood frozen in place.
They were stunned.
They had lived for seven thousand years and witnessed the rise and fall of human civilization, yet they had never seen an Earthling drain a Deviant that had absorbed cosmic energy as if it were a ragged sack.
"So, can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?"
Harry repeated the question as he disengaged Kryonaut.
Sersi finally snapped out of it. She stepped forward and replied, "We are Eternals—"
Then she began recounting the story that spanned seven thousand years.
About the Celestials, the Deviants, and the Celestial seed incubating within Earth's core.
Harry rubbed his chin.
It matched the intelligence he had obtained from versions of himself in other universes perfectly.
"I think I get it."
Harry cut her off. "So what are you planning to do now?"
"Uh—"
Sersi was momentarily at a loss for words. She had not expected Harry to accept all of this so readily.
"We need to work together."
She paused before continuing, "The Celestials are the oldest life-forms in the universe. They are entities composed entirely of cosmic energy, capable of altering the properties of matter and the concepts of logic at will—
"They are opponents humanity cannot face alone—"
Hearing this, Harry furrowed his brow.
Life-forms made purely of energy, able to alter concepts and the laws of the universe at will—
They sounded very much like Ultraman—
But not ordinary Ultraman. They were life-forms close to Ultraman King's level.
They could alter Time and Space through sheer will, even save a universe on the verge of collapse.
That truly exceeded the limits of