The Ancient Gods who were murdered in the Old Days could not be resurrected, and those who were injured fell into a deep sleep after returning to the Illusory Realm, and have not woken up to this day.
I have become the only Guardian of the Illusory Realm.
Although the Ancient Dominators were driven away, I know they will definitely make a comeback one day, and I have been preparing and guarding against that day.
Sure enough, Nyarlathotep appeared.
He is a standout among the Ancient Dominators, more troublesome than any I have faced; he has countless incarnations, and I never know when or in what manner he will appear, then plot some kind of conspiracy.
The struggle between him and me has lasted even longer than the war between the Ancient Gods and the Ancient Dominators.
To this day, we are still in this tug-of-war situation.