Peace Envoy (Part Three)

After Roland the Holy Knight vanished from the portal, Pope Igor stood alone amidst the Void.

"Flag…"

He raised his hand and studied the lines on his palm, before clenching it and looked up at the cleansed world.

"That's for sure." He smiled gently. "He has been hoisted, as befits his identity."

There was pleasure in the elderly pontiff's eyes. "At least, the future he chose is a better one compared to the one I foresee."

***

A day later.

The recruitment of Supreme and Gold-tier champions quickly spread over the entire world of Mycroft.

Their galaxy had been sealed in the Final Battle of the last Era, by the Vortex of Creation and the destruction wrought by Evil God invasion, and much dimmer than normal galaxies. Be that as it may, in the hidden dimensional bubble found at an unknown corner, there were still many worlds where life existed.