In the newly appearing ship above the space of the Lost World of Atlantis.

The exquisitely built ship actually only had a few figures piloting it. It was a tool used for mass destruction by a group that many worlds feared across the Universe.

At the helm, there were only three figures taking command, with the one at the forefront tampering with a command panel that was causing the changes that the inhabitants of the world below them were feeling.

"The verdict for this 'Lost World' has been discussed and cleared, Athena. Why do you hesitate?"

A figure to the right, who wore golden robes and had the image of an important being with arrogance ingrained in their bones asked the dark-skinned Athena that was taking command today.

"I was trying to see what the beings of this word would think if they knew what they brought down to themselves and their world, but I guess it doesn't matter."

The woman, Athena, who couldn't be any older than 25, answered with a nonchalant expression as she continued on with the command panel and activated the World Cannons.

"No, it does not matter. They tampered with forces outside of their boundaries and caused an increase in Chaos. It is simply our job to correct that, to bring back the balance caused by their disruption"

Another reply came from the figure left of Athena, this one looking like an aged old man that was wearing resplendent purple robes.

Athena nodded at this as she typed the commands to activate the weapons after covering the world with a restrictive barrier that would prevent any being from leaving.

We work in the shadows to maintain order and

of the old man continued to ring out as destructive red beams

watched the destructive red rays of light land on the blue planet and she nodded

"Yes, Grandmaster."

a process they were familiar with as an oppressive feeling of strength came from each of them. Their ranks of power were not close to PHANTASMAL, but

inadvertently mentioned from the many stolen

brought law

of chaos and confusion. Nobody knew what exactly was going on as they felt a stifling pressure and a

figures of despairing Rulers that had a few PHANTASMAL ranks left with them as his figure moved

down towards the location where the Ocean Master was surrounded by Atlanteans and Merfolk. They looked towards the striking figure of the Hydra holding the Trident with confusion and fear in their eyes

is no time, Ocean Master. Don't resist and

saw the Ocean Master had on a fearful expression. This was a PHANTASMAL ranked being who was at

saddening cry he and the other PHANTASMAL beings in the Lost World continued to hear. It was a saddening cry that could only be heard by them first, but was gradually getting louder and would soon be heard by every being on

rays of red light had begun shooting out, heading down and

RUMBLE!

World began to shake and tremble as an attack was

could feel their horrendous power even at the location he was standing in.

the head on the distraught Ocean Master, knocking him out as Noah transferred him into the Spiritual

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