Now it was all over!
It was too late!
What could a God Lord who was only Eighth Order do, no matter how formidable he was?!
This was all that bastard's fault!
But before she could finish speaking,
she saw countless brilliant golden chains representing order appear in the sky. Rising from the sea and streaking through the void, they lashed toward Number Three as he fled in panic.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The chains scraped against one another, winding layer upon layer around Number Three's massive body. They yanked him off balance and sent him crashing down once more.
I'll Just Be a Mascot
Number Three had originally seen the Sea of Quantum and the Imaginary Tree distracted and thought he had finally found a chance to escape.
But who could have expected that, in the next instant, he would be caught again? He had truly escaped the tiger's den only to enter the wolf's lair.
"Rules... They really are rules. It's the Old God Lord!"
From that moment on, Number Three no longer doubted Ren Yu's true identity.
He had initially thought this was merely a trick concocted by the Imaginary Tree and the Sea of Quantum to frighten them.
Who would have thought it was real!
That person had truly returned!
Although he was only Eighth Order... although he lacked the imposing might of the Old God Lord from back then, these terrifying methods—this ability to directly command the rules—
were something no one but a God Lord could accomplish!
The rules had been established by him. Other than the God Lord, they would never obey anyone else!
The threat of death drew ever closer.
No matter how Number Three struggled, the boundless fluctuations of rules behind him still held him tightly in their grasp.
Rules!
Why did