Time reversal.
Thirty years ago, a Cosmic Elf, towering over the Multi-Dimensional World, activated a Withering Aura of Life, continuously devouring the vitality around.
A large number of strong individuals were drained, yet they continued to press forward.
Although they were the geniuses accumulated over generations by each civilization, as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, they appeared as mere foot soldiers in the army, fearless in the face of death.
"She is going to die."
"Yes, it should be the end."
Several entities, expressions calm.
Elis was about to die again according to history, but the next second, a ripple appeared in the void, as if time was twisted.
A mysterious silver mecha appeared in the void, "Everyone, I am here to join the battlefield."
The soldiers present all had subtle changes in their expressions, but soon calmed down.
