"You need not blame yourself, Holy Disc."
Her voice was like the song of a nightingale, so melodious that it could make one forget all pain: "The real game is just beginning."
Mr. Holy Disc looked confusedly at the three Supreme Apostles, not understanding their true intention in summoning him at this moment.
Nas' nebulous body slowly drifted forward, the heart at its center beating intensely a few times.
"The timeline has manifested, and the node of destiny is about to arrive."
His voice was like the clash of hard objects, stabbing at Mr. Holy Disc's eardrums:
"That human named Ron Ralph, his soul has unimaginable potential."
At that moment, the Void Spider's thread suddenly extended forward, weaving into a complex rune in mid-air.
The rune rotated, twisted, and finally extracted a blood-red pearl the size of a fist.
The blood pearl slowly floated in front of Mr. Holy Disc, emitting a heart-pounding energy fluctuation.
"This is the Throne Seed." Maggs calmly announced:
