2047 2047. Battlefields

The apocalyptic event was impossible to miss. More than one-quarter of the higher plane had turned into a battlefield as the monster and Heaven and Earth's armies fought each other.

It was only normal for other powerhouses of the Immortal Lands to show up, and Noah didn't feel surprised to see the dragons first. Individual worlds were too weak to jump into that battle, while the old rulers would probably try to gather information for a bit before deciding to join the mess. The four upper tier creatures and their army were the only force that didn't need preparations.

"I won't give up on this chance to gather energy," Noah exclaimed before the four dragons could say anything.

"We won't have a better chance to damage Heaven and Earth," The time dragon replied.

"I won't have a better chance to improve," Noah announced. "You can always put your hopes on me."

"I thought that you were no fated warrior," The green dragon teased.