Chapitre 1203: My Luck, My Hope, My Home

Rowan looked around him, there was much to be done, and he had wanted to immediately summon the last part of his consciousness but with the box screaming in his consciousness, he knew it would not be wise to begin the confrontation with this realm's Will without finding out the secrets of the past.

Not willing to waste any second he sent a burst of information to the Shiik. He would be removing the time domain over the continent and integrating the golden giants with the temple maidens.

This would be a massive undertaking, but if anyone was able to perform this task, the Shiik, a fifth-dimensional Calamity goddess, was the perfect person for this role, Lost would be with her, a direct link to his consciousness if there was any reason to call his attention to anything.