Chapter 146:
The Black King’s mumblings still continued in his ear.
Which world was real didn’t matter to him. Even if this was part of someone’s creation, or acted as a passage to another world.
The only thing that mattered to the Black King was the fact that there existed a world where they didn’t exist.
It was no different from a child’s tantrum. Whether he wanted to reverse creator and creation, that being was insisting on mixing the worlds together. Even for a god, since passing through a needle’s eye was impossible, he was forcibly tearing it open.
Yes, that’s what it was.
As the sky shattered, it revealed an isolated space. Through it, something reached its arms toward this place. Transferring. No, one world was being absorbed. Towers of living sacrifices were being erected throughout London for this purpose.
Liam decided to start by destroying this one altar.
The crushed mass of flesh wailed, begging for death. He was Greenwich’s most noble guardian. Having sworn to sacrifice himself for humans, hesitation was a nonexistent word to Liam Moore. Just as that king couldn’t exist in Jane’s world.
Now he held a bluish transparent sword in his hand. Liam Moore lowered his body and stamped the ground with his boot. The preparations were already complete. The warning cries of monsters threatened to split his ears.