"Not at the Seventh Station's platform, but somewhere else? No matter.
With that Demon Card in his possession, few could stop him from learning whatever he wanted to know anyway."
Order Heaven · Holy Sanctuary.
Mr. Order's voice rang through the empty hall.
There was no one here.
Only at its center stood a mysterious device resembling a six-petaled lotus.
Within the device, three sections still contained human figures.
Crunch, crunch...
The sound of chewing came from the far end of the hall.
A rather languid-looking man walked straight over, clothes draped over his shoulders.
He came up to the devices.
Another figure, identical to him but exceptionally cold and arrogant, also appeared there.
"Yo, Revenge Body. Long time no see. You're as weak as ever, even though you're the one who causes the most trouble."
The Mr. Order called Revenge Body looked at him in displeasure.
"It's merely that when we divided our will, I chose this body with little defensive power. If we're really talking about strength, you might not be able to withstand my attacks."
Rest Body paid no mind to his displeasure, continuing to eat potato chips as he leisurely sat atop the mysterious devices.
"Speaking of which, those three remaining ones don't look like they'll be waking up?"
"Yes. They've already sacrificed themselves."
Another identical voice spoke.
This time, it was his youthful form.
"Tsk. We're all the original body, but you still have more of a leading role. Wisdom, why exactly did you accelerate Order Heaven's descent?
All we needed to do was proceed gradually. Give it another hundred-odd Wasteland Years, and we'd succeed eventually, wouldn't we?"
The Mr. Order called Wisdom Body shook his head.
"That would take too long.
Do you still remember why we came up with the idea of establishing