"Supreme One, as Heaven's Warriors, we can feel the anger in the skies. Clearly, the heavens won't be appeased until we seal the Divine Emperor of Death, and if we don't, our human galaxy will be tainted by the desolate air sooner or later. Do you see the Galaxy Wormhole?"
"By all right, the desolate air should be spreading to the other galaxy through the Galaxy Wormhole, but our spies have reported the spread has stagnated, not spreading beyond the region of the wormhole."
"Clearly, the heavens want to punish our human race."
"You dare go against the heavens?" The Supreme One raised his brows.
"I dare not!"
Venerable Knight quickly lowered her head, "But I won't stand like a bystander watching this happen either."
The Supreme One watched her solemnly before he drank another cup of wine and sighed lightly, chuckling to himself.
