Six days later, in a temporarily constructed conference room, more than three hundred generals and over five hundred Soul Intent Tier Transcendents entered one after another and took their assigned seats.
Five thrones stood at the very front.
The moment most people saw those five thrones, they already understood which great figures would occupy them.
Before long, the conference room, which could hold a thousand people, was nearly full.
Outside the doors, two High-rank Silver warriors stood solemnly on either side. The moment Velin appeared, they pounded their chests in salute to show their respect, then turned and pushed open the doors, announcing in unison, "The Commander has arrived!"
In an instant, every conversation came to an abrupt halt.
Everyone present rose to their feet and turned their gazes toward the entrance, their expressions solemn and focused.
Velin entered the conference room with a calm expression.
The moment his figure came fully into view, more than a thousand people simultaneously placed their right hands over their chests and bowed in perfect unison.
As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but silent respect.
Velin walked toward the central throne, but did not sit down immediately.
"Duke Moravia has arrived!"
Everyone saluted once more.
"Lady Merivellna has arrived!"
"Lady Isadora has arrived!"
"Sir Kyle has arrived!"
The three Legendary powerhouses entered one after another, and the air in the conference room seemed to freeze. Even the sound of breathing became exceedingly faint.
For most of those present, seeing one Legend in person was already a rare opportunity. Yet now, they had seen four in a single day. Many even lowered their eyes slightly, not daring to look directly at them.
"Grandfather, Lady Merivellna, Lady Isadora, and Kyle, please take your seats."
Isadora walked directly to the throne on the