Two minutes later, the seventh seal finally shattered.
The Concept Cage slowly opened, and an aged yet imposing figure stepped out.
Alpha, the First Creator, this legendary being, finally saw the light of day again. His white hair was like snow, yet his gaze remained as sharp as a sword. Most astonishingly, even after being imprisoned for so long, the power of time around him was still so strong that space itself twisted.
"Gamma, Aristothos, and everyone else." Alpha's voice was steady and powerful. "I have waited far too long for this day."
He swept his gaze over the crowd. "Inside the cage, I have been observing the outside world. I know what happened, and I know what you have been doing."
"Lord Alpha, we need to evacuate immediately," Gamma reminded him.
"No rush." Alpha raised a hand, and the power of time instantly spread out.
The flow of time throughout the entire area suddenly slowed. The alarms became deep and sluggish, while the guards rushing over moved as though in slow motion.
"Relative Time Acceleration," Alpha said casually. "One second for us now equals one minute outside. We have plenty of time to talk."
This power filled everyone with awe. Even a powerful Creator like Gamma felt inferior.
"First, thank you for rescuing me," Alpha continued. "Second, I need to tell you something important—Zeus can still be saved."
"Really?" Aristothos asked excitedly.
"Though the Lord of the Void's control is powerful, Zeus is the embodiment of the concept of order," Alpha explained. "Order and nothingness have always been opposites. Deep within his consciousness lies a core that even the Lord of the Void cannot reach—his obsession with perfect order. That is also our only opening."
"What exactly do we do?" Gamma pressed.
"We need to create an 'Order Paradox,'"