"We did not offend you."
A voice, seemingly emitted by billions of creatures at once, transmitted into Muria's Divine Soul. And just this simple reply was accompanied by an information flood so vast it could easily drive a normally intellectual Gold Rank being insane—or even cause their brain to burst—instantly.
But this surge of information that entered Muria's mind didn't stir any ripples. Not only did Muria feel no pressure, he even had the leisure to browse through the specific details within the incoming flood. As expected, the majority of it was fragmented, chaotic junk, with only an extremely small fraction being even remotely useful.
"Love for peace, aversion to conflict? Are you joking?"
The Aloz, which had previously been impossible to communicate with by any means, took the initiative to release pure white particles to communicate with Muria once he entered its core hub.
