Damien noticed it first, but even for him, it took months.
How many months…?
He genuinely wasn't sure.
'The law of time has changed. It's not stable anymore.'
Months, days, weeks, it was hard to tell which one was passing when the day and night cycle ended.
Months had passed since Damien returned to the Celestial Prison. That much was for certain.
But how did these months pass?
He wasn't quite sure. It all happened so fast that it was hard to take reality as reality.
Damien's mind immediately began to race.
At this point, he was still above the western ocean of the Divine Order's territory. He'd only recently sent news back of the Five Gods' death, and he was already receiving news back about the things that happened afterwards.
But wasn't it only a few moments ago that they'd died?
How was time able to move in such a way that the Southwestern Region could be cleared and left for him to take over?