Thea was deeply dissatisfied. This argument had actually ended like this? She truly couldn't accept it. What kind of lousy wall was this? We hadn't even made a move—we just stood there for a while, and it cracked on its own?
To make herself seem uninvolved, Daisy was still explaining, "This has nothing to do with me, okay? Don't look at me. My power leans toward light, life, cosmic structures, that sort of thing... This should have something to do with your power of death! Could it be that you standing here made the wall feel that its lifespan had run out, so it collapsed on its own? You're the death of all things, and the wall should fall within that scope too, right?"
It had to be said that her forced explanation had some basis to it, and Thea froze.
That actually made sense. Was her power really that overwhelming? Humans died at the sight of her, gods perished at the sight of her, and now merely chatting beside a wall made it collapse on its own? That was even more ridiculous than the woman who wept down the Great Wall...
Thea instinctively looked toward Diana. She had lived in her palace on New Genesis Star for so many years, and the palace had never collapsed.
They had no time to think further, because the cracks in the Wall of Origin were still spreading.
Huge sections of the wall were stripped away along the fractures. Dust filled the air; standing beside the wall and chatting was really not a good idea. It was far too dirty here.
Daisy flew backward, with Thea close behind. Diana and Wanda, who were farther away, hurried over to join them.
For some strange internal reason, a small section of the wall had collapsed.