"Is this the true power of the Executor?"
"My God, could it be that the Executor is actually His Majesty the Ruler?"
Staring at the now barren land, the once vast, boundless Silver-white Torrent, the terrifying army that had been pushing them back relentlessly even with the aid of the world itself... was completely gone?!
As they watched Sterl vanish into the distance, everyone exchanged glances, their faces blank with confusion.
They had thought their end was imminent, but out of nowhere, the tide had turned, and it had turned so quickly. The feeling of surviving a calamity was incredibly thrilling.
"Wh-what should we do now?"
One of the gods couldn't help but ask.
The other four gods exchanged uncertain looks, eventually falling into silence.
What could they do? Of course, they could do nothing but stand by.
