Face-to-Face Meeting, This...

"Holy Emperor!"

Upon hearing Yang Mu's voice, Emperor stopped what he was doing, rose to his feet, and bowed toward the Void.

"Why is it that, in any civilization, so many powerful beings still remain attached to their own world even after surpassing its limits? Even after drifting through the Void for years and witnessing countless civilizations and worlds?"

"I think you understand now. Yet you still need to make a choice: the Mage World or the Chaos World. Your attachment lies in the Chaos World, but your final home will ultimately be the Mage World."

Yang Mu's words plunged Emperor into silence. After a while, he finally spoke.

"If I want to bring the empire with me to the Mage World, what price must I pay?"

Emperor understood that it was not that he absolutely had to choose. It merely depended on whether he could afford the price.

"The price? You'll have to discuss that with Nyarlathotep yourself."

"Then what has brought Your Majesty the Holy Emperor to me?"

"For some time to come, the Mage World and the Chaos World will launch another attack on the Brahma World. You should know what that means."

"The Greenskins will serve as the vanguard. The powerhouses of the Chaos World and the Mage World will arrive one after another. But the Brahma World is, after all, a Great World. Fighting on its home ground, even if our two worlds join forces, we have no guarantee of victory."

"And as one of the Brahma World's grand legion commanders, once it suffers a devastating blow, you will inevitably be reinstated, whether they want to or not."

"So you should understand what you need to do."

Emperor naturally knew what he should do if he rose to power once more. Yet after Yang Mu