The Mother of the Stars ' power far exceeds expectations, and she also has the Goddess of Fate as a hidden agent, as well as the Abyss Warden, a ticking time bomb that could betray her at any moment. Even if the Abyss Warden has not yet betrayed her, who can guarantee that she won't choose to side with the Mother of the Stars at a crucial moment? After all, Destruction the Abyss is her lifelong obsession, and the Mother of the Stars is the only being capable of helping her achieve this obsession.
Even if the Abyss Warden don't betray them, a six-on-three situation is already a disadvantage. Dale is severely injured, the Lord of Hell is weakened, the Ruler of the Abyss is troubled by internal strife, the defenses of the Ancestral Tree of Life and the World Tree projection won't last long, and the God of War of the Astral Realm, with his eternal wounds, can't unleash his full power.
As for the Mother of the Stars, there are three Second-Step Eternity: the Mother of the Stars herself is at the peak of the second step, the Lord of Time is at the second step, Goddess of Fate, although at the Peak of the First Step, possesses the extremely special law of the Authority of Fate, making her actual combat strength no less than that of an ordinary second step.
Three against six, and the six are still low on health.
How to win?
Angley's calculation matrix deduced various possibilities billions of times per second, and the result of each deduction was the same— the Federation would be defeated, Dale would be defeated, and all beings standing against the Mother of the Stars would be crushed.
unless...
Unless someone can create chaos within the Mother of the Stars ' camp, preventing her from focusing all her efforts on the Federation.
But how to create chaos? The Lord of Time's loyalty to the Mother of the Stars is far beyond imagination, and the Goddess of Fate have been loyal followers of Him since time immemorial. Although the Abyss Warden has not yet betrayed Him, given His character, it is unlikely that He will truly embrace the Mother of the Stars.
Angley's gaze fell upon the Goddess of the Weave Mystra.
To be precise, it landed on the slowly healing wound on Mystra's chest—a scar left by the sword of the Lord of Time. Although it had mostly healed thanks to the self-repairing ability of the Weave, some tiny cracks remained.
What is the essence of the Weave?
It is a network of energy transmission, a channel connecting laws, and a part of Mystra's body. But since the Elemental Dimension were conquered and elemental power was integrated into the Weave, this incredible creation has undergone a tremendous transformation. In terms of its profound power alone, it is comparable to the Twelve Star Miracle Creation —no, it is even higher than the Twelve Stars, because it is not an inanimate object, but an existence fused with a living deity.
Angley, as the God of Wisdom and the core designer who participated in the entire process of reshaping the Weave, had a level of understanding of the Weave that, in some aspects, even surpassed that of Mystra herself.
He knows every node, every thread, and every connection of the laws within the Weave. He knows the energy flow path of the Weave Weave, its information transmission protocol, its weaknesses, and also knows how to peel the Weave Weave from Mystra.
The moment this thought flashed through Angley's mind, the silvery-white numerical symbols suddenly accelerated their flow.
He was calculating. Calculating the probability of success, calculating the consequences of failure, calculating what he could gain by siding with the Mother of the Stars, and calculating what he would lose by staying with the Federation.
The calculation result came out 0.001 seconds later.
Staying in the Federation means certain death.
Seeking refuge with the Mother of the Stars offers a glimmer of hope.
Moreover, if one can bring a substantial "gift" when seeking refuge—for example, Weave that has transformed into something comparable to the Miracle Creation —then the Mother of the Stars will not only not kill Him, but will instead give Him an important position.
After all, the Mother of the Stars wants to control the entire Astral Realm, and the Weave is the most suitable tool to enhance her control over the Astral Realm.
Angley's expression changed.
Those eyes, which were originally full of wisdom, now held a kind of crazy, reckless determination.
He glanced up at the Mother of the Stars in the center of the battlefield, then at Dale who was trying to heal his wounds, and then at Mystra who had her back to him and was working her Weave to resist the attack of the Lord of Time.
Right now.
"If we don't set things right now, when will we?"
Angley's voice wasn't loud, but in this silent Void, every word resounded like Thunderclap.
Before he finished speaking, His hands were already raised.
With his ten fingers spread, countless silver-white numerical symbols poured forth from his fingertips, scattering like Stars across the sky. These numerical symbols were not ordinary runes, but rather the highest-level instructions from the God of Wisdom to the underlying protocol of the Weave —each symbol flashing, rotating, and combining in the Void to form a giant computational matrix covering a large area around Mystra.
The moment the matrix took shape, countless silver-white numerical symbols cascaded down like a waterfall, overwhelming and engulfing Mystra's figure.
The Goddess of the Weave, Mystra, is intently manipulating the Weave to resist the time suppression of the Lord of Time. The dark purple threads of the Weave spread through the Void, attempting to weave a giant net that covers the entire battlefield, using the laws of the "network" to counter the laws of "time".
Then, He felt a tearing sensation coming from within.
It's not an external attack; rather, the underlying protocol of the Weave is being tampered with. Someone is using their privileges to bypass Mystra's control and directly issue commands to the core nodes of the Weave.
"Who?!"
Mystra whirled around, her dark purple eyes locking onto Angley.
"You--!"
Before he could finish speaking, a crack suddenly appeared in the center of Mystra's chest. It wasn't torn open from the outside, but from the inside—the core node of the Weave was being forcibly separated by Angley's authority commands, as if an invisible hand was ripping off the connection between Mystra and the Weave one by one.
The crack widened.
A pale hand covered with silvery-white numerical symbols emerged from the crack.
That hand wasn't a physical hand, but rather a "Hand of Authority" condensed by Angley using his own laws, specifically designed to modify the underlying protocols of the Weave. It ignored Mystra's defenses because Angley possessed the highest authority to modify the Weave protocols—a backdoor He left for Himself during the Weave's reconstruction.
His palms were outstretched, his five fingers like hooks, deeply embedded in the core structure of the Weave.
Then, with a sudden tear.
A deafening roar, as if the world itself were shattering, resounded throughout the Astral Realm. The sound didn't originate from any medium, but exploded directly from the level of laws, echoing simultaneously in the consciousness of every being. Accompanying the sonic boom, countless anomalies emerged across the Astral Realm —numerous fine cracks appeared in the Void, spreading like a spiderweb; the laws of certain regions began to malfunction, and energy tides surged wildly; even the flow of time experienced a brief break, with countless timelines trembling simultaneously.
It was as if some crucial rule had been broken.
A vast net, permeating endless Space-Time and time, appeared in the Void.
That is the essence of the Weave.
Under normal circumstances, the Weave is invisible—it exists within the layers of the laws, serving as a channel for energy transmission, a medium for information transmission, and an extension of Mystra's body. But now, the Weave has been torn apart, and it has been dragged out from within the layers of the laws, exposed to everyone's sight.