The Collapsed Void Realm

"A good fortune, a good fortune that helps people ascend to Gods."

The spiritual signal that pervaded the Elliptical Galaxy Alpha all expressed this meaning.

The Oracle from the Gods had driven most Psionic Casters insane. Their living environment had destined them to always think of ways to advance to a higher level.

Therefore, countless Psionic Casters began to move toward an inconspicuous peripheral galaxy.

That was the prophesied place of trial. As long as the danger there was resolved, they could become the new Gods.

Here, the collective was not important. The way of life here was to gather great strength.

Many figures began to fly out from the planets hidden in the psionic nebula. Each of them could walk in space without the help of machinery.

The powerful psionic power that they could summon with a single move made them seem to have the prestige of a God.

It was just that... There were too few people.