Rod's heart was shaken, but before he could speak, he heard the voice continue: "No... you are not him, you are an Outland Spirit, like her, the futility of dreams, the supreme ideal, the wings that rise sharply upon falling, the remaining sharpness on the sword, also a destined tragedy."
"What?" Rod's brows furrowed: "What is a destined tragedy? I have already acquired the legacy of [Lo], obtained the Fragment of the Law Origin Ring, restored the Dream Realm, stepped into the domain of the True King, led humanity to a new pinnacle, soon I will become even stronger, even the original Divine King, is not without a chance..."
The bright light slowly floated over, and a gentle yet sorrowful voice echoed in Rod's mind.
"It's too late, everything is too late..."
His voice rapidly faded, soon becoming almost inaudible.
