The God Emperor of Fate listened in silence, his expression unchanged, steady as Mount Tai.
The Mountain River Earth Emperor frowned slightly. "What's going on? Why is the God Emperor of Fate so calm?"
"It is as though he holds every pearl of wisdom in his hand, utterly unafraid of the advantage held by our two great Sequences."
In the deepest depths of the Earth Abyss.
Within the dark palace, the projections of the Mountain River Earth Emperor and the Abyssal Demon King were both present.
The two communicated at lightning speed through their thoughts. The Mountain River Earth Emperor said, "Something is very wrong."
"I've laid many things bare before the God Emperor of Fate. No matter how you calculate it, victory should be ours."
"But he isn't the least bit tense, nor does he intend to retreat. I feel there is some information we don't know."
The Abyssal Demon King's gaze flickered as countless pieces of information gathered and echoed through his mind. A figure silently emerged.
"The outsider. That outsider seems not to have appeared."
"A few days ago, nine third-grade statuses were established, but within the logical barrier resisting my attack, there was no trace of the corresponding logic."
"Nor were there any traces of those nine Conceptual Logic Prototypes among the Sequence powerhouses of the Celestial God Sequence besieging our nest."
"I strongly suspect that the nine beings who suddenly attained third-grade status are backed by that mysterious outsider."
"If I'm not mistaken, he is brewing some powerful trump card."
"Preparing to suddenly burst forth at some moment and interrupt the possibility of those three advancing toward second-grade status."
"The means he is preparing must, without question, come from beyond this world—beyond the scope of our understanding."
"So the God Emperor of Fate's confidence must