Why had the "Chairman," who had always preferred to handle everything personally and see matters through to the end, still not shown herself after more than twenty thousand years?
This was a question well worth pondering. Presumably, the eight Legendary professionals still waiting for orders on the Hatak Plains had all been silently considering it. They were simply sensible enough not to voice their doubts.
However, those waiting people probably did not know that they were not the only ones considering this question. In fact, within that towering Bright Moon magic tower, a powerful spellcaster who had already become a Bright Moon Professional was pondering it as well.
And as the "temporary reviewer" fully responsible for handling The Executors' internal affairs during His Excellency the Blazing Sun Throne's absence, "Whisper of Destruction" was even more anxious and worried about it than they were.
Yes, Punk had now held absolute authority for more than fifty-eight thousand years, and it had been more than fifty-eight thousand years since the "Chairman" departed for the Chaos Sea. Over the past twenty-eight thousand years, the spellcaster devoted to improving his strength had not only mastered the Bright Moon killing move Embrace of Annihilation and several practical Bright Moon-tier combat techniques, but had also successfully rebuilt the body structure of the Morningstar Golem Mulanona, allowing her to become a construct capable of participating in Bright Moon battles. Then, with his remaining magical materials, he upgraded the shell of his magic tower, making it look from afar as formidable and majestic as a genuine Bright Moon tower...
During the process of achieving all this, "Whisper of Destruction" had even experienced two major advances in professional level. He was now a level fifty-three Bright Moon Professional!
But once even the final milligram of Bright Moon metal had been