Five seconds were left on the countdown until the dungeon opened, and only now did the system begin telling him about this earth-shattering news. Silvanus began to question whether the constantly chattering in his head deserved to exist anymore.
[I can hear your thoughts, Master.]
Despite being caught by the system, Silvanus showed no expression. He lowered his gaze and finally made his decision.
"I'll choose God's Realm and Director Authority as my two functions. As for the card… Prophet."
[Successfully received, Master. Good luck! I'll always be here cheering you on!]
Despite the system's enthusiastic voice, Silvanus remained expressionless. He looked outside, where darkness had already devoured the light. His eyes were deep, unreadable.
Preparations outside had been completed as quickly as possible. Finally, when the thunder and lightning in the sky came to a halt, the apocalyptic scene ended.
But humanity knew—this was only the deceptive calm before the actual storm.
