At that time, within the Golden House Transfer Station, the sky quaked, and it seemed that due to this unforeseen event, the Golden House had activated a crisis level.
Directly Red One level.
A danger level indicative of an assault by God-level adversaries!
Sufficient to mobilize the entire Chosen Camps.
And indeed, sufficient to mobilize the God-level!
Thus did the Chosen Ones witness the heavens overrun with stars, rolling forth like a primordial calamity of chaos, with Divine Light Shuttles flying about, and even the Deities fell under the awe-inspiring deterrence of the Gods of heaven.
Their Divine Presence was like Prison.
Fearing and subdued, shivering and diminutive.
In the boundless cosmos, the dome of the sky resembled a realm, the nebulae densely packed, space formed images, and the Milky Way made up the façade.
Some were reshaped from meteorites, others were the direct descent of condensed Supreme Divine Power.
Divine Statues, Divine Faces.
