The elderly figure constantly kept phasing through space as he moved hastily, covering thousands of miles in mere seconds but no matter how fast he moved, it felt like he couldn't escape the big red eye gazing down at him and approaching in the darkness of space. Seeing this the man's expression turned sour! His only hope of survival is to reach the god vein and have the two most powerful gods of all time take on this abomination.
"Do you think Derik and Cyrus can stop me? We are on different levels now, having three of you gather together at the same time will only make things easier for me!" Blake laughed hysterically as he chased after the old man.