I was careless.
A sliver of regret unconsciously emerged in Atabia's heart.
Nokron had clearly warned him before; he knew he was not the hidden hand, so the hidden hand must be between the Emperor and Elis.
Giving him 1.5% of the matter would have been best, but Atabia didn't believe it.
And it allowed Elis to strike a blow unexpectedly.
With Elis' dual Saint's Seat, blueprints of Spiritual Essence Authority, mastery of the Cosmos' Three Thousand Great Path and life, she stood far above all the Saints.
He had personally used the future to unleash a cosmos-level monster!
"Perhaps I didn't believe in Nokron, but I should have believed in Dream Garment..." Atabia lamented in his heart, "The person chosen by that one shouldn't have any issues."
"But it's too late, I'm already very strong."
Elis laughed, looking at Atabia's face full of disbelief and incredulity; she felt her life had reached its peak.
They all ignored her, giving her the opportunity.
