Watching Alex leave hurriedly, Daya knew that this was indeed a real emergency.
After that, Angel spoke for her father as well. “Mama, everyone in the tribe said that the Undead clan was coming. There were earthquakes and volcano eruptions every day…”
Daya frowned. “The Undead…”
Angel continued. “Don’t be afraid, Mama. I’ll protect you two! Look, I have a lot of friends too.”
With a wave of her hand, a row of small trees grew out of the ground. They then uprooted themselves and turned into tiny tree folk, surrounding the two as protection. However, these trees weren’t tall, just merely a few inches taller than the little girl herself.
Daya smiled. “Okay, Mama will have to rely on my little Angel’s protection then.”
“I’m not little Angel! I’m little Bubbles…”
Upon hearing this, Daya fell speechless from frustration. ‘Your Papa is such a moron…’
***
At that time, Juvia was sitting on a tall throne in the Undead territory.
There were four neat rows of higher-ups in front of her, which looked similar to a royal assembly back in ancient times.
A while ago, they gathered at such an assembly when they couldn’t open the boundary as well. Hence, they put their minds together and thought of sending souls over to control the Nagas in order to open up the Great’s Genbu’s boundary from within.
Yet now, their plan was utterly ruined, and the entire Naga tribe was migrating. They were able to sense that there wasn’t a single one of them left through the walls of the boundary.
Juvia frowned as she took the ball of light and placed it on her forehead. After that, her expression darkened further.
The woman in the leather suit whispered under her breath. “What does it say, Sis?”
Juvia replied. “The Nascent Lord is heavily injured. Aojo Bay has been taken over too.”
The two were currently speaking in a different language from when they spoke to the Undead.
“Huh? How did that even happen? Can we still go back then?”
“If we can’t take over this universe, it’ll all be wishful thinking. If we’d like to go back, we can’t waste any more time… It’s been ten thousand years, and I’m growing impatient.”
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