With the principle of affecting the dimensional balance of the Endless World as little as possible in order to remain for as long as possible, Green naturally wished to avoid battle.
But the power to decide no longer lay with Green.
"This person seems somewhat similar to the Five-Ring True Spirit Wizard and Fool. Then I'll borrow its mode of expression and see how that so-called fate chooses. After Little Eight and Green's Fairy Tales have contended against it for so long, does time truly hold any meaning to it?"
With that thought, Green stood silently and waited for the other party to choose.
There was nothing wrong with saying that the Nuri Devil Race stood on equal footing with the Wizard World's Five-Ring True Spirit Wizard and Corruptor Fool.
Within the Abyss World, wherever the Nuri Devil Race appeared, the Abyss was inevitably expanding and shifting. The black sun Space-Time Gates in the sky seemed to accompany him! As for the source of the essential mysteries he spoke of, it was engraved with endless grid-like runes, utterly devoid of pattern. No matter how one calculated them, they were merely irregular cycles of several thousand letters. Their profundity was truly impossible to comprehend.
Thus, the Devil Ancestor Nuri became an anomaly within the Abyss World, a madman whom even the three great ancestors could not understand, preaching his own understanding day after day. Had it not been for those black sun Space-Time Gates and his incomparably formidable strength, the other devil ancestors would likely have truly treated him as a lunatic.
At this moment, the Devil Ancestor Nuri himself was also engaged in a battle of thoughts.
The Nuri Devil Race had three choices before it: mutual noninterference, conditional peace, or war.
Mutual noninterference was the wisest choice.
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