"You finally decided, huh?" the young man said as he eyed the Ancestor.
By his words, and the formation the Ancestors activated, it was obvious this man's appearance was not random by any means.
In fact, he himself was one of the very reasons why Aurelia and the others knew nothing about this plan.
And it was because he stood in the same dimensional existence as them and was also at the fourth stage of omnipotence.
The lone surviving Ancestor drifted forward, his ancient form trembling with exhaustion. He bowed deeply; head lowered in reverence.
"Everything is as we told you," The Ancestor said, for 60 trillion years they had been planning and waiting for the day the threshold broke.
Meeting the man before them had been nothing more than a whim.
It was the same when he was trapped in his perpetual nightmare. Steadying himself, he spoke again.
"Will you… uphold your end of the deal?"
