"Rise, Zig."
The Angel King finally spoke slowly. His voice was no longer the clear and bright tone of a young man but had become incomparably vast and grand, like a divine oracle from the highest heavens, each syllable carrying undeniable majesty and power.
Just listening to this divine sound made Zig III's soul involuntarily feel an urge to worship.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Zig III respectfully rose slowly but continued to maintain a slightly bowed posture, displaying a demeanor of eager attentiveness.
"An anomaly has occurred in the Star Realm." The Angel King's voice echoed in the vast Divine Hall, carrying a barely perceptible solemnity, "We have all split a sliver of consciousness to return to the present world in advance, precisely to seek the root of this anomaly.
During our slumber, has anything unusual occurred in the present world?"
Upon hearing the word "unusual," an odd expression appeared on Zig III's face.
