Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers
The intent to utterly destroy, which could crush soul essence, gradually faded, replaced by an unprecedented hesitation and turmoil that arose from the primordial source.
No one knew how much time had passed—perhaps an instant, perhaps an eternity—before the cold and indifferent voice of the heavens, which spanned the soul essence, slowly sounded again.
This time, its voice carried less of the furious rebuke, less of the chilling intent to kill, yet it still bore the supreme authority and unquestionable certainty, as if stating an eternal truth: "Carl, do you truly insist on being obstinate? You must understand, in this world, the identity of the heavens's incarnation has never been yours al