"...The task to prevent the Abyssal Celestial Envoy?"
Aiwass suddenly understood.
The ability to prevent the descent of the Abyssal Celestial Envoy—such a level of strength cannot be without cost.
Even those Benevolent Lords who have reached the Sixth Power Level are ready for the prospect of death... Otherwise, there wouldn't be so few Benevolent Lords here willing to engage in the battle against the Abyssal Celestial Envoy. Regardless of their greed, absurdity, and cruelty, at least they do not lack the determination and courage to oppose the gods.
And in such circumstances...
A Dream Traversing Monk of the Fifth Power Level stood up, claiming he could help solve this problem.
"Yes."
Upon saying this, Prodeno smiled slightly.
It was not exactly a bitter smile, nor was it entirely joyous. More like a cup of light tea, mild yet lingering.
