Meeting Ouranos, Questions and Answers

After answering Wu Tong's question, the voice in the room gradually quieted.

"My divine power is needed to suppress the Dungeon. I cannot maintain long-distance transmission for long. If you are willing, please come over for a talk!"

The voice grew softer and softer, and by the end, it vanished outright.

Wu Tong was not surprised by this.

When Ouranos descended to the lower world, although he had not sealed his divine power, all of it, along with himself, had been used to suppress the Dungeon.

Being able to draw out a small portion to transmit a few words was already good enough. If he had to keep relaying messages, that would truly be asking too much of him.

"Well, when in Rome. Since the host has so warmly invited me, it'd be a little hard to justify not going."

"Forget it. Since that's the case, let's meet him!"

Wu Tong looked at Fels, who was still sprawled on the ground. With a thought, he withdrew the pressure he had placed on him, then smiled at Fels and said,

"Then next, please help lead the way, Mr. Sage!"

"..."

Fels's movements stiffened, but he quickly reacted.

"Lord, please follow me."

After standing up, Fels did not dare delay. He immediately led the way ahead.

Seeing this, Wu Tong and Xiao Mai exchanged a smile and followed close behind.

Before long, under Fels's guidance, the three arrived beneath the Tower of Babel, inside a dimly lit great hall.

This great hall did not have any especially luxurious decorations. Aside from a sparse few load-bearing pillars used as supports, the only thing left was the chair at the very front of the hall, and the aged figure seated upon it.

"Ouranos, I have brought the god you were looking for. Then I