His voice was resolute, brimming with confidence and defiance, as if declaring that no matter what storms or thunder he faced in the future, he would rise to the challenge, never to retreat.
Evil seemed to be angered by these words.
In an instant, the entire river of time appeared like an enraged serpent, waves surging violently, rapidly forming ripples of space and time.
However, just at this moment, an even more powerful Strength materialized out of thin air in the void, as if an invisible hand were manipulating it, stabilizing the fluctuations of space and time.
This force was unique and mystical; it did not show itself, yet Evil clearly felt a pressure as if a gaze from beyond the river of time was watching him, warning him not to act rashly.
Evil's anger rose, but he knew that now was not the time to resist. Although powerful, he was not yet a match for those true sovereigns.
