An Intense Calling!

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh."

By this point, no one was being modest. They all flew frantically toward that light source. Although Tyron was the foremost contender, no one among the top five Absolute Beings would wish to be surpassed. They had come to the Origin this time to achieve a breakthrough, so no one would be content with allowing Tyron to enter the light source first.

Therefore, everyone flew toward the light source, striving to be first. Only Merlin stared steadily at that light source. He could sense the power of order, vitality, tenderness, and so on. Moreover, the strand of Power of Destruction in his body appeared to feel rather uneasy as if it had encountered a threatening force.

"The Power of Rebirth…"