Damian fell into deep thought.
The information Majin had just revealed was considerably more complicated than he had anticipated. He had come to the Dark Continent intending to acquire resources, strengthen his forces and eventually reach the God realm. Yet, within a single night, he had discovered that the entire realm was caught in a struggle involving the remains of a dead God King and the survival of several universes.
He slowly turned his attention towards the skeleton seated on the ancient throne.
Then he looked back at Majin.
"Now that Razor is dead, does that mean his world doesn't have a God King anymore?"
Majin smiled.
"Good question."
He rose from his throne and waved his hand.
The image of a World Tree appeared between them once again. Countless branches stretched into the distance, carrying planets and entire solar systems. It was a familiar sight, but this time Majin focused on one particular realm.
