The kings of various clans have completely fallen into despair, losing their former calm, looking around anxiously: "Why hasn't there been any news from the help we sent out?"
"Escape from this dimension, the farther the better, perhaps the lower dimensions hold no significance for them, we will return eventually."
"No, we can declare our surrender to them, this is the only way to protect the Prophet Civilization."
Indeed, this isn't a battle of equals, it's not even a battle, but a massacre! Every Prophet Clan, large or small, is intensely discussing the unavoidable crisis at hand.
Hours later, countless parallel universes have been destroyed, forcing them to finally make a decision and announce their surrender to the Wave Civilization.
Upon the announcement, countless box-shaped containers ceased all attacks, yet did not depart.
They quickly deciphered the prophet's words, briefly responded, and requested a dialogue with the prophet king.
