"Gray-white Mechanic..."
As a high-ranking member of the Supreme Council, Pandora remembered this one had crossed the Tribulation eighty years ago, then vanished without a trace. Many believed he had failed.
No one expected that, in this crucial moment, he would return.
"Did Sauron really hear my question?"
Pandora was suspicious in her heart.
Judging from the current situation, the Gray-white Mechanic might also be one of Sauron's contingencies. So during his disappearance, perhaps he had gone elsewhere to seek reinforcements.
It was impossible for the Multidimensional Plane to produce such a powerful mechanical creation force.
So it could only be from another universe.
"Sauron's grand plan even extends to other universes?"
Pandora was shaken, gaining a new understanding of Sauron.
She gave a bitter smile and said:
"All things, all events, everything has been arranged perfectly by him..."
Such is the ancestor of wizards!
