The power of the True Primordial skyrocketed, surging so violently that even the fabric of the void shuddered around him.
Thanks to the boon granted by the Universe Will, Anark's Primordial Pathg rose to the Alpha Omega Overgod Rank!
He did not pause to marvel at the transformation; he didn't even spare a glance for the warriors still locked in battle. Without wasting a heartbeat, Anark flashed forward, ignoring everyone—including Cain—because he understood, with absolute clarity, that something far more crucial demanded his attention.
The Heart of the Root.
Cain took no offense at Anark's disregard. If anything, he would have been furious had the Primordial wasted a moment on him. There was nothing—nothing—more important now than stopping the world-sized tumor from forcing its way into the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe.
If Anark had the power to do it, then let him run. Let him burn. Let him reach the Heart.
