Chapitre 1693: The Last Dance. I

With a single traded glance between them, their expressions, once marred by desperation and fear, hardened into a resolve as strong as the foundations of the universe!

In that instant, they acknowledged a truth they had hoped to avoid: there was no escape, no turning back from the precipice upon which they stood.

The end, if it were to come, would be on their terms!

With a solemn nod to each other, Zeus and Poseidon made their decision.

It was a choice born not of cowardice, but of a last stand against an inescapable fate. Their divine essence, the very core of their being, began to glow with a foreboding light. It was the light of sacrifice, a brilliance that heralded the end of an era.

"We won't allow you to freely take our cores and replace us!"

"Paragon, you have forced our hands!"

Zeus and Poseidon declared, their voices echoing through the dream realm with a gravity that belied the impending catastrophe!