Though Rute had done everything he could to reassure himself and stop his thoughts from wandering, he still could not help paying attention to the mage in black.
The one in pink clearly knew only the outcome, not the process. After hearing what the one in white said, their eyes widened even more than Oliva's, and he was hardly good at hiding his expressions.
This made Rute more certain of a rumor from long ago: to completely infiltrate their world, the outsiders from Sia Tower needed large numbers of ordinary mages who would incorporate this world's laws into their rule.
Of course, the prerequisite was that their world's original will had to collapse completely... When the world will collapsed and vanished, it would indeed bring an enormous catastrophe. But if a new will could be established as quickly as possible, the immense merit earned could instead bring the entire world directly into their grasp.
Then, whoever this new will favored—especially if that will was concentrated entirely within a single god—would truly be able to become the world itself.
Though she would not quite be able to reshape the whole world with a thought, she could certainly make it change its attributes according to her wishes.
If she felt the world should not possess such bright light, then... as the world slowly continued to turn, even seeing the moon might become a luxury for humanity in the distant future.
If she wanted the world to descend into the dark Abyss, then human hearts... hearts that still retained their last moral boundary even now, would naturally follow it into despair.
Rute was not as terrified of this outcome as the other archmages... After all, given what he had done, by the time this world truly reached that day, even the ashes of