"Do whatever you please."
Orravyn spoke as he looked at the other Infinities. It didn’t matter to him whether they removed the crown later, heck, it wouldn’t matter to him if they simply refused to connect the crown to their Worlds’ Will.
He couldn’t care less.
He just looked at the fools he was surrounded by with an exhausted sigh and—
"Now let’s discuss what’s more urgent.
How do we distribute the Crowns?"
"What do you mean how? We have no need to think through such matters."
Ul’Thakar snorted, already bored.
These were trillions upon trillions of years old beings, they did not like to work.
Not one bit.
Heck, the only reason they went to that world in order to pick Vashti was because Zylarith specifically mentioned that one of the Infinities should absolutely be there.
Which, he understood why the moment he went there.
That girl sensed even them—
If they had sent Supreme Borns instead, no matter how strong they were, the girl would have sensed them faster and she might have killed herself beforehand.
Ul’Thakar could also see that master of hers burn his Life Force in order to stall for her, allowing her to escape. He didn’t seem the type to be scared of the Supreme Worlds, he still remembered how he was practically glaring daggers at Seraphielle, leader of one of the Supreme Worlds.
Not that it did anything, quite the opposite actually, it only amused the hypocritical bitch, heck, half the reason she even continued tormenting the poor guy was because of that glare.
He should have been relieved that it wasn’t him in place of his disciple. If he had thought that way, the woman would have let him go.
But the moment she sensed the thoughts of him wanting to replace her if it meant she would be released... to the bitch, he only became a source of entertainment.
’Tsk.’
Ul’Thakar snorted as he thought about that disgusting smile on Seraphielle’s face.
Anyways, what mattered was that Infinities rarely moved themselves, unless it was absolutely necessary.
They had already done the complicated part of getting the girl and making the relic, now the distribution—
That could be left to others.
They didn’t even have to discuss it.
Or at least, that’s what Ul’Thakar thought—
But—
"Don’t be foolish."
Equarios shook his head.
Ul’Thakar frowned, then he noticed Orravyn too, was looking at him.
This was serious.
They needed to discuss it.
"The Anomaly shouldn’t know we have a way to predict his movements. We need to take him by surprise."
Orravyn explained and Ul’Thakar...
He blinked...
He... hadn’t thought of that...
Has he been too laid back all these years? To think he didn’t even consider taking the enemy by surprise...
Was this arrogance?
He wondered in his head, but in the end, he nodded to the other Infinities, making sure they were all on the same page.
"So what do you propose we do? How are we supposed to distribute trillions of Relics without the news being leaked?"
Seraphielle frowned.
This seemed... oddly troublesome.
And it made sense, all this while, the Infinities never had to hide anything, sure, they all had secrets, but all those secrets were in their own Worlds, Worlds that they ruled, where their Domain was always active, it was impossible for those secrets to be revealed.
But this was different.
This time, the Infinities were actively trying to hide something from the people, they had never bothered to do that.
"If we assume the Anomaly has spies in every single World, then the moment the crowns are distributed in all the worlds, he would know something is wrong.
Even if we change their shape and structure, the moment he realizes that different relics were given to every single World in the Universe—
He would become suspicious."
Equarios muttered, trying to think of a solution. Orravyn nodded at his words, he too, did not have a solution yet. Hearing their words, Ul’Thakar too, realized how big of a problem it was.
After all, if the Anomaly, fearing the crown, stopped attacking, then they wouldn’t have a way to capture him.
In the end, all the Infinities turned towards Orravyn, the only being who could actually pull it off.
Orravyn looked at them, but this time, he directly shook his head.
"Not again."
He spoke directly.
He had been constantly working for the past ten thousand years to create more than trillions of relics without getting anything in return.
That time, he did it because, whatever it was, it did, at some level, benefit him. Plus, this was the first time he was making such a high number of Artifacts from the same soul, so he was interested to see what was going to happen.
That was it.
That was the only reason he put in the work, but now?
There was no way he was going to move now, especially when it didn’t specifically benefit him.
The other Infinities could see that as well.
So in the end—
"Two Supreme Borns.
From each of you."
Seraphielle spoke directly, raising two fingers.

Yes, the word was... and.

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