"Cooperation… or annihilation?"
Daniel's voice rang out clearly and steadily from within the encirclement of more than two hundred thousand Knowledge Daniels.
It was neither raised nor strained. Even surrounded by overwhelming hostility, his tone carried an unshakable calm.
"What do you think," he continued, "which one I'll choose?"
Knowledge Daniel's expression did not change in the slightest. He simply regarded Daniel in silence, as if waiting for an answer that had already been decided long ago.
"So," he finally said, "you've made your choice."
His gaze sharpened.
"Then—die."
The moment the final word fell, two hundred thousand avatars moved at once.
Two hundred thousand black sword lights erupted simultaneously.
Two hundred thousand white pen strokes—each capable of rewriting reality itself—descended together.
In a single instant, the entire source of the Time River was drowned beneath an ocean of destruction and rewritten causality.
"Fight!"
