Speedster Plan (Three)

Most people believed his story and chose to accept his proposal. Although many of those decisions had likely been impulsive and made on a whim, he did not care.

Some of the remaining people wanted more time to think, while others refused, hoping to return to their ordinary lives. Ian also placed the hesitant ones on the rejection list, claiming that their mental states were too fragile to face the battles that were coming.

Thirteen million people accepted the proposal—more or less balanced, he thought. The Golems counted the seven million candidates who remained and led them toward five ships that would take them home.

Boom!

The sky suddenly darkened, and then a portal appeared. A man dressed in an entirely black robe and wearing a mask resembling a skull strolled out into the air.

"Dark Priest?" Ian shouted. "How could you possibly enter our timeline?"

"You underestimated our power."

Ian gritted his teeth and charged into the sky to confront the priest. They transformed into streaks of dark-red light, colliding and clashing all over the sky.

Meanwhile, more Dark Speedsters burst out of the portal and charged straight toward the newly selected red Speedsters.

"No!" Ian shouted. Distracted, he activated a shield around the crowd. The Dark Priest took the opportunity to plunge his hand into Ian's chest. Ian swung a fist at the Dark Priest, but the other man dodged, allowing Ian to seize the chance to enter the shield.

"How long do you think your god can protect you?" the Dark Priest sneered. "He only won the last war through sheer luck. Now, he is weaker than ever."

"The Guardian God has stopped that mad god countless times. He will do the same this time."

"What a meaningless struggle. In any case, I've already obtained what I