Dennis, the Godhunter Commander from the Space-Time Divine Domain, looked somewhat taken aback by Mesiss's words. For a moment, he seemed not to realize the gravity of the situation. Instead, he looked at her in bewilderment. "Mesiss, didn't you say nothing could escape your grasp?"
The eerie green glow of the Crystal Ball in her hands shone through them, turning them dark green. Mesiss's wrinkles tightened, and she looked extremely anxious. "Dennis, stop wasting words and act! I can feel it. Vasias is waiting for someone to arrive, and that person clearly won't be our friend!"
"Who could help him?" Dennis remained composed, nowhere near as anxious as Mesiss. He asked her, "The Five Great Monarchs of the Chaos Lands have enough trouble looking after themselves. Apart from experts in the Main God Realm, no one can break through my spatial seal. What are you worried about?"
"Vasias thinks that once that person arrives, the two of us will have trouble leaving Snow Ice Peak alive. That's what he feels! There's no mistake. Something is definitely wrong! Dennis, we've worked together for years. Don't you trust me?!" Mesiss glared at Dennis, visibly angry.
Vasias was somewhat horrified. He had never expected Mesiss, who was merely an Upper God, to possess such an ability that she could even know what he was thinking. What baffled him, however, was-why couldn't Mesiss predict that fellow's identity?
Seeing that Mesiss seemed genuinely furious, Dennis suddenly realized the gravity of the situation. He had worked with her for far more than a year or two, and he knew her abilities. Especially at such a critical moment, Mesiss would never speak without cause!
Without another word, Dennis's expression darkened, and he prepared to strike.
Before he could act, however, Vasias took the initiative and released his