Seeing Green disappear completely, dozens more eyes appeared in Fate Space.
Those eyes stared at the spot where Green had vanished, their gazes full of wariness.
"This is getting troublesome. More and more old monsters are joining this war!"
"I've encountered this kind of power before. It must be the Blood-Red Tyrant of the Northern Void!"
"Damn, is that deformed monster joining this war too?"
"He's a being from the Northern Void to begin with. It's only natural for him to take part in this war over the Child of Fate. For all we know, the Northern Void Will is pushing him to join!"
"Damn it, the Blood-Red Tyrant is a creature of the wise type. His joining will certainly bring even more variables!"
"What else can we do? Based on the information we have, his power has already reached the Tenth Level. Across the entire Origin River Void, there are only a handful of beings who can face him head-on, and most of them, like us, can't reveal themselves!"
"Damn Void Will!"
"Be glad that the Blood-Red Tyrant's power has a flaw—he can't leave the Blood-Red World at will. If his True Body descended, we'd really have no hope!"
"Forget it. Everyone has their own goals, and whoever ultimately succeeds will depend on their own methods. Judging by the current situation, all Four Void Rivers except the West will probably be dragged in!"
"Hmph! The West is the biggest problem now. That monster called the God of Dominion is about to reach the Eleventh Level! If the various Voids don't reap enough benefits this time, then once the God of Dominion ascends, the other three Void Rivers will all fall into the hands of the Divine World."
"Damn it, way too many monsters were born in this cycle of