An enormous projection approached from afar. The Aeon had arrived.
[Preservation].
Chapter 223: Let me see the hammer Qlipoth gave you
The Aeon of [Preservation] had actually come. If Aha had not warned him, Lingchen would never have expected it.
After all, he had directed the script himself this time.
After several earlier setbacks, he had been ready to give up.
"It's just a shame I didn't have time to arrange a debut for Old Yang in a magical girl outfit. That'll have to wait until another opportunity comes along."
Thinking of his script, Lingchen could not help sighing. His first attempt at writing a script had been inexperienced and a little too simple. Arranging a reunion debut for the big three would have been nice, too.
"If that happens, Aha wants a VIP seat."
Aha had heard Lingchen's "regret," but before Aha could start wheedling in a way that would give Lingchen the creeps, Qlipoth's enormous body appeared fully before him.
The Aeon watched Lingchen, completely ignoring Aha beside him.
"Visitor from another world."
A deep, resonant echo rang through Lingchen's mind.
He was not even sure whether Qlipoth had a mouth anymore.
"You know about me, too?" Aha furtively patted Lingchen from the side.
"Drop the act. Apart from the ones still waiting to respawn, all the other Aeons know about you."
It was simply a question of whether they bothered with Lingchen.
After all, having the final say over their Paths was no reason to bestow a blessing of [Abundance] just because his [Destruction] abilities were exceptionally powerful.
Even if they paid attention to him, it was merely attention.
Unless something about him truly aligned with a particular Aeon's ideals-or divinity.
Qlipoth, the construction bro, clearly paid no attention to the conversation between the man and the