[YOU CAN'T DO THAT!]
[HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?]
[WE WON'T LET YOU DIE!!!]
[WE FORBID YOU TO GO THERE!]
Dozens of gods and goddesses began sending him messages, but Atlas paid no attention to any of them. An idea had come to his mind—he had to take a gamble, a dangerous one that could spell his doom.
"I can recover in two days… What happened?" Juliet asked, filled with fear, terrified of what she thought Atlas might want.
"What about everyone else… Aveline, Mother, and all the remaining ancient dragons, the Epsilon Empire Army, and the Church of the Night Pope and his soldiers? How long would it take to teleport them?" Atlas asked.
"A month. At most a month…" Juliet had said.
"Isn't the barrier still secure?" Atlas had asked.
"Yes," Juliet replied.
