The White Dove flapped its wings, soaring between heaven and earth, as all beings and creatures flashed past its eyes with incredible speed.
In the next instant.
Space stood still.
The White Dove transformed back into Remiller's figure, lightly touching the ground with bare feet, appearing within Carl's laboratory.
"This is not a place you can enter freely."
Carl was observing a few drops of wriggling blood. Noticing something amiss, he turned around and shook his head helplessly:
"Please notify me next time before you come."
"Carl."
Remiller's expression was serious:
"Is it your doing?"
"What?"
"Child of Destruction!"
?
Carl shrugged:
"I don't understand what you mean."
"Every time you appear, calamities follow." Remiller's face darkened:
"The Gods fell because of you, the birth of the Bloodline was also due to you, and now there's the Child of Destruction..."
"It has nothing to do with me." Carl hurriedly waved his hand:
