"Since records began, the Ancient Ones have been the limit among humanity's compatible candidates. But in history, there were beings even older than the Ancient Ones, sleeping in the deepest recesses of history."
That voice replied.
"According to the scattered fragments that have been passed down, above the Ancient Ones are the World-Openers. Their exact number is unknown, because They have never descended."
"There is a saying that if the World-Openers descend, it will be the moment when Heaven and Earth are opened anew."
"However, the World-Openers do not seem to be the true summit either. In the most ancient legends, above the World-Openers exists a Demon God—supreme in dominion, supreme in strength, supreme in divinity, supreme in holiness—surpassing the source of Heaven and Earth, the ultimate end of the cosmos."
"That is the greatest ruler, the definer of Myriad Phenomena, the Dimensional Demon God..."
Once Shen Qiu heard that the Ancient Ones were humanity's limit, she understood that nothing after that mattered anymore. She was undoubtedly the protagonist.
As for the World-Openers and Dimensional Demon Gods, they were things that had never appeared before. Clearly, they were merely background settings; whether they even existed was open to question.
With that thought in mind, she glanced at Zhao Cheng, who was holding his hand up to the sunlight, and suddenly felt that childhood friends were no longer so appealing.
How could handsome boys compare to a whole coven of witches?!
As for Zhao Cheng, he was thinking that he truly deserved to be the "protagonist," the one holding the Savior's script.
For witches to have hidden in this world for so long without ordinary people learning of them, their numbers were clearly not great.
Indeed, gas pipeline explosions seemed unusually frequent in this world, but across the entire world, there