Just like the Second Elder of the Void Race said, they had no choice.
Either become Array Spirits and survive in the Returning Ruins.
Or face the complete extinction of their race, becoming a relic of the past.
At this moment, all members of the Void Race were visibly conflicted.
Life is precious, but freedom is of even greater value.
Is life without freedom truly worth living?
As all the members of the Void Race wore expressions of conflict, the chubby old man spoke like someone who had been through it all: "Look on the bright side."
"As long as you are alive, the Void Race still exists."
"If you all perish, then the Void Race will truly disappear."
"Moreover, countless years from now, the Void Race will be completely forgotten, and no one will remember you."
Conviction.
At this moment, the people of the Void Race needed a belief to support them, one that would drive them to live on even if they lost their freedom.
