In the gradually dissipating mist.
A figure walked out and came to a stop before the many Rewriters.
He held that card between his fingers-
"Weird Emperor." "A recognized higher-dimensional truth construct, a tier ninety-nine card." "Description: greatly elevates your Strange Identity. At least three passive truth abilities will protect you, all originating from the wellspring of truth created by the Lord of the Higher-Dimensional." "-Grants three breaths of 'invincibility' upon use (once only; take care not to interrupt the activation ritual)." "-Distinction accompanies you."
Shen Ye looked at the card, then at the Rewriters around him.
Good.
With this construct card, lasting twenty-four hours should be no problem, right?
"You did it! Boss Shen, you've hit Soaring Prosperity! Don't forget your brothers."
The Chaos Boat spoke excitedly.
"Where did you learn that spiel?" Shen Ye said with a laugh.
"It's true, though. We're finally safe now," the Chaos Boat said, relieved.
Shen Ye said nothing.
In fact.
There was a certain problem with this card, too.
It "originated from the wellspring of truth created by the Lord of the Higher-Dimensional."
In other words.
-The other party's power constituted his final truth construct.
Was that good?
Not really.
It just didn't feel secure enough.
After all, he wasn't on the Lord of the Higher-Dimensional's side!
As Shen Ye was thinking, he suddenly saw a streak of black light shoot down from the void and land on a Rewriter's head.
That Rewriter immediately stood and spoke:
"How incredible. To think that after all these long years, she would suddenly acknowledge a newcomer!"
"Who are you?" Shen Ye asked.
The Rewriter spoke:
"As you can see, I have temporarily descended into this Rewriter-after all, this place is close to her memory fragment, so I chose this method to find you."