"What are you talking about?"
Hearing this, the Evernight Goddess turned her head, frowning tightly as she looked at Edwin.
Whether it was her, the other True Gods, or the Outer Deities beyond the cosmos eyeing Earth hungrily, all their authorities came from the gift of the Original Creator.
Beyonder Characteristics would converge uncontrollably, and the Original Creator would eventually awaken. This was a fundamental rule established by that Creator.
For that very reason, as long as they remained within this system, their endings were already predetermined.
The only thing they could do was delay the arrival of that day.
For that very reason, if they wanted to resist the Outer Deities, the only way was to obtain the Sefirah of the Western Continent and become a Great Old One.
But now, Edwin was saying that he had another way?
Klein stood frozen in place.
Within his heart, which had been like dead ashes, a tiny flame suddenly flickered to life.
Could it be that he still had hope?
"The answer is right here."
Edwin raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at the magnificent fortress floating deep within the mist.
The next second, rings of transparent ripples spread through the void.
They did not carry the aura of the Spirit World. They were fluctuations from the Sea of Mind.
The next moment, a colossal being reached a hand out of the ripples, followed by its entire body.
Klein instinctively took half a step back and looked up at the enormous creation.
What kind of creation was that?
Brass-colored gears meshed at its massive joints, producing a piercing screech of metal grinding against metal.
It had the outline of an Angel, but what spread behind its back were not feathers, but mechanical wings assembled from hundreds upon thousands