The Beyonder Race sensed Daisy's presence. After a brief discussion, they prepared to strike while she had only just broken through and her new realm was still unstable.
To that end, they mobilized their entire force. No guards remained in Neutral Space, and they hastily finished clearing the battlefield in Superfluid Space before gathering every army and pouring forth.
Ten Ivory Kings, three thousand Ivory Kings, and countless cartographers—their army resembled an endless galactic river as it charged headlong into the Clone Multiverse.
In their view, Daisy's breakthrough in the midst of battle was the world's will mounting a counterattack against them.
They had their own ideas about this counterattack. As long as they defeated Daisy once more, this world would completely lose its ability to resist.
"Do you have any good ideas? I don't think we can defeat that many enemies. That one from before already..." Hill was filled with anxiety. A single Ivory King had sent them scurrying like rats before, and now there were a full three thousand! There even seemed to be leaders among them. This battle was doomed before it had even begun.
"Relax. I'm different now." Daisy was utterly calm. Having reached a whole new realm, the Ivory Kings of the Beyonder Race no longer seemed like much to her. Many of the contingencies she had prepared beforehand could now be transformed into killing moves. She smiled mysteriously and cast a hazy veil ahead of her.
The darkness originally arranged by Nyx, the Darkness Goddess, had shrouded the outer reaches of the Clone Multiverse. Building upon it, Daisy completely stripped this place of every necessary element. There was no wind, no matter or immaterial substance, and certainly no light. There was only cold darkness and intricate chaos.
The moment they entered the Clone Multiverse,