"You bleeping bleep—!"
"Bleep—you—bleeping—!"
"@!#%&"
Su Lin was trying to turn on his microphone.
Unfortunately, Aha the Aeon rejected his request to connect and treated him to Path Resonances of "Apocalypse Carnival" and "Sapling Growing Dance."
"No need to thank Aha."
His laughter mingled with the blare of circus horns. "From now on, we'll be one big, loving family of Aeons~~~"
If the Imaginary Energy previously flowing from the Terminal Spacetime Vessel had been a stream, what poured in now was a dam bursting, a flood of Imaginary Energy so dense it seemed tangible.
"I told you to just drive and leave the rest to Aha. How could I bear to watch that one-track-minded Hunt destroy everything you've protected, Your Excellency?"
"To fight an Aeon, use an Aeon~"
"I'm so loyal and devoted I could cry."
Condition one: a highly concentrated philosophical concept.
Condition two: vast, limitless Imaginary Energy.
With both conditions met, this place was the perfect soil for an Aeon's birth.
To make it happen, Aha had even diverted the Imaginary Energy from his own Path here, replacing that little pipe called the Terminal Spacetime Vessel.
Helping Elaina connect to the Imaginary Tree's Terminus as a reward had indeed been a pretext. But whether Su Lin interfered with the Terminus himself or had Elaina do it made no difference.
"Because Aha was looking out for Your Excellency from the very beginning!"
The Aeon of Pleasure's laughter echoed through the cosmos. "This is loyalty!!!"
Su Lin had taken plenty of precautions against that old bastard.
He had even suspected Aha might pull some stunt for laughs at the very last moment, just as Su Lin overlaid the years in Memoria onto the planet's history and was about to succeed.
But this was the move Aha chose?
A vast torrent