I, Dark Tiga, began my 30 million-year slumber.

Even he hadn't mastered it.

To manipulate time, one can only rely on one's own authority, and can only interfere with the spacetime of one's own universe.

Moreover, as long as Zhang Mo is alive, he can hardly interfere with anything related to time in this starry sky.

He couldn't win the argument.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel helpless. As the will of the universe, he was so limited in many ways.

His will of this vast universe is truly laughable.

Zhang Mo merely glanced at the other person indifferently; he wasn't interested in this guy's thoughts.

Since they would all perish after this, he had no interest in paying attention.

"The effects of the fall of the god have dissipated so quickly!"

A hint of doubt flickered in Zhang Mo's deep eyes; even he couldn't immediately grasp how this guy had done it.

Sothos felt a surge of pride upon seeing this.

"It's not just you guys who are preparing, I've been preparing all along too!"

"I've put in a lot of effort to get rid of you all!"

Zhang Mo didn't respond. He glanced at the guy, then looked around the battlefield, and finally his gaze landed on Saga's dark clone.

He realized it instantly.

"I see. The aura and authority that Saga carried have been temporarily taken over by the Dark Copy."

"By adding this, you can temporarily offset the cost of the fall of a god."

"No, no, no~"

Zhang Mo shook his head and looked at Dark Saga, "It's not dissolution, it's temporary preservation. The price of the fall of a god has been temporarily preserved by you."

"If you can solve our problem, you can take your time to deal with it slowly."

Sothos laughed, looking at Zhang Mo with obvious admiration.

"As expected of you, you discovered the essence of the problem so quickly."

Zhang Mo's gaze swept across the distant battlefield.

Dark Noah, Dark Legend, and Dark Saga.

Zhang Mo raised his hand, and countless dark chains shot out from the void, instantly wrapping around Dark Saga's body, turning Dark Saga into a dumpling before he could even get rid of them.

Zhang Mo waved his hand, and Dark Saga flew uncontrollably in front of him.

Darkness is his domain.

He has a significant advantage in both ambushes and head-on battles.

Moreover, Dark Saga had most of its power depleted by Saga, and darkness is everywhere.

Thus, he easily gained control of Dark Saga.

Dark Saga struggled desperately, its writhing body resembling a black maggot.

Zhang Mo began to sense Dark Saga's presence by gripping his neck.

Sothos did not stop Zhang Mo, because there was no need.

The effects of Godfall have been temporarily contained, so Dark Saga's role is no longer as significant.

He didn't believe Zhang Mo could find a solution in such a short time.

Zhang Mo glanced at it a few times and casually threw Dark Saga away. Saga's demise was just the beginning.

With this guy keeping an eye on things, there's no need to deal with this dark clone.

Furthermore, there is a faint energy within Dark Saga's body that connects to an unknown location, suggesting that there is more than one Dark clone.

This guy should have a backup.

Since that's the case, there's no need to waste time. Let Dark Saga, whose energy has been mostly depleted, live for now.

He can certainly solve the problem of temporary storage.

There's no need for that right now.

The time is not yet right.

Sothos glanced at Noah and the others in the distance, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"How interesting! Scenes of people killing each other are always so entertaining!"

He then looked at Zhang Mo, who was expressionless, as if he didn't care about what Noah had done.

A barely perceptible hint of apprehension flashed in Sothos's eyes; this guy seemed to have truly abandoned his emotions.

If that's the case, this guy probably won't care about anything; everything here will be a pawn in his game to achieve his goals.

Including the deaths of these guys.

Even he couldn't maintain such an indifferent attitude.

He is the will of the universe, even if he represents the shadow half.

Ultimately, he is responsible to the universe and to all living beings within it.

Although his ultimate goal may have been somewhat selfish, he had a clear conscience towards the universe and its inhabitants, and his ultimate goal was indeed to make the entire universe better.

Sothos suddenly gasped, "Why do I feel like I'm the protagonist and these guys are the villains?!"

Sothos's gaze towards the crowd instantly turned complicated; this was utterly ridiculous.

Why would he have such a misconception?

He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the great universe, and this group of villains came to try and stop his lofty ideals.

This is just like the description in the book, where he is the protagonist and Zhang Mo and the others are the villains.

Throughout his long lifespan, he would occasionally read novels.

He shook his head, his mind wandering elsewhere.

The most important thing now is to deal with these guys, reclaim our origin and authority, make them stronger, devour the origins of other universes, and promote the advancement of our own universe.

Sothos looked at Zhang Mo, but due to the influence of time and space, there was a layer of mist around him, making it impossible for Sothos to see him clearly.

Troublesome rules, troublesome guys!

Zhang Mo had no idea what Sothos was thinking, otherwise he probably would have burst out laughing.

His gaze swept across the entire battlefield, a strange light gleaming in his eyes.

"Not a single one of them will escape!"

Chapter 933 Opening One's Heart

Sothos stared intently at Zhang Mo and asked, "You didn't feel anything at all about Saga's death!"

Zhang Mo's gaze remained calm as he stated directly, "Why should I have any feelings about this?"

"They should have simply disappeared into the long passage of time."

"Now it's just another demise."

Zhang Mo spoke calmly, revealing no emotion.

Sothos frowned slightly, trying to read something from Zhang Mo's eyes, but he was destined to be disappointed.

Zhang Mo seemed genuinely unconcerned about Saga's death.

"You're so cold-blooded!"

"But now that Noah is under my control, do you think you still have any hope of victory?"

Sothos looked at Zhang Mo. Now Zhang Mo couldn't kill him, and he couldn't kill Zhang Mo either, so he could only try to break down the other's defenses with words.

"No one has an absolute guarantee of victory in a battle."

As the two were talking, Noah had already come up behind Sothos and stood respectfully.

His eyes were somewhat vacant, like those of a puppet.

Zhang Mo stretched, showing a sense of relaxation in the midst of such a battlefield, as countless dark chains pierced out from the void and intertwined to form a chair.

Zhang Mo casually sat down and leaned back in the chair.

"So, do you really think Noah alone can turn the tide of the entire battlefield?"

"Some of my methods are indeed related to Noah and the others."

"But some things don't necessarily require them to be alive."

Sothos was taken aback when he heard this. He looked at Zhang Mo as if something had flashed through his mind, and he was just a little bit away from figuring it out.

But he just couldn't grasp that crucial point.

Looking at Zhang Mo, he had a vague sense of foreboding.

He had also foreseen the future of Noah and the others; these gods would all die.

He could see the ending clearly, except for a few slightly blurry details.

It's estimated that the ambiguous details were due to Zhang Mo's interference.

But this doesn't affect anything.

Since everyone is going to die, that proves that he is the ultimate victor.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly at the trouble.

This reveals the priority of spacetime rules.

Even his prophetic abilities cannot interfere with the controllers of the rules of spacetime.

Zhang Mo looked at Sothos, then at Noah, who stood behind him with a dazed expression.

"Sothos, you should understand one thing!"

"What is it?" Sothos looked at Zhang Mo warily, feeling increasingly uneasy.