Nolan, as if predicting that question, curled his lips in a smile that wasn't really a smile.
"That contract is nearing its end. The law Ymir made was only active for around eight trillion years… They can already mend with this world through astral projection like… what they did to me." He rubbed the worms on his face.
His voice turned even more painful. "Ymir can't make that law again, without killing herself at least.
Which will also be much shorter than the first one, while killing our greatest defender as well.
She can already see them… They are all around the infinity, waiting with their giant armies purely made of outer Gods, divine stage, and stage zero creatures.
Ymir has been trying to gather allies all over our universe, but no one we've found is strong enough for this responsibility, maybe besides one man…
Leor."
