A Profound Revelation!

So long as he entered the Avalon Dimension, the conjecture could be confirmed whether he was the one!

"So long as you are able to grasp the True Sword of Avalon and command the Dimensional Rulers of this Dimension…we can affirm that the one who shall possibly stop the advancement into Cataclysm has finally appeared."

The True Sword of Avalon!

Ezekiel grasped the purple sword he held within his hands as if it held great weight and responsibility, this sword being merely one of the many imitations that those of his Bloodline could wield.

But it was just that.

An imitation!

Noah gazed at this Prince of the Avalon Dimension closely as he read the waves of destiny, going on to ask about something this being had mentioned multiple times now.

"The Cataclysm?"

Mass Destruction.

Apocalypse.

What could possibly be calling for such a foreboding thing at this time?!