"On the occasion of the Creator Conference, press the red button, and the Fireseed will launch into the universe. At that time, 'they' will descend here." The voice of the God of Intelligence sounded like mechanical clashing.
"Honorable Skatalia, as a pilgrim on your path of truth, may I ask, who are 'they'?" Isabella's eyes glimmered with curiosity.
"Unspeakable, indescribable, unobservable, the eye exists everywhere, the mouth exists everywhere." The God of Intelligence said.
"Are they enemies? Allies?" Isabella wanted to establish a clear concept: "Are they from the High Dimensions? Deities? Or extraterrestrial beings?"
"They are both enemies and allies." The God of Intelligence said: "They are from the High Dimensions, deities, and extraterrestrial beings as well."
This made Isabella's breath quicken, vaguely sensing that she had touched upon something profound.
