Everyone's expression turned for the worse, realizing that Apollo wasn't as ignorant as they had expected.
Still, Timeon the Ageless stepped forward and calmed their agitation with his tranquil voice, "So what if we were fighting for the stone of reality? We have no issue with ignoring our differences and uniting together against outsiders."
As the leader of the Chronowalkers nation, his voice carried a similar level of authority as the Vibronoxians and Chaosians. Thus, the arriving nation leaders all nodded their heads in approval, showing a united front before Apollo.
Alas, instead of scaring off Apollo, this seemed to make him even more pleased.
"Good, you are doing me a favor. It's more bothersome to deal with you in your own territories."
Before the rulers could react, Apollo extended his arm forward and snapped his fingers with a sinister smile etched on his face. Then, from the depths of the rift, a terrifying army surged forth.
