Parting on Bad Terms

"Join your faction? And then I can receive your help? Anyone?"

After a moment of silence, Eye of Insight spoke again. The resolve in his tone had vanished, replaced by questioning.

"Of course."

Lord Gray Mist's consciousness shifted slightly, as if nodding.

"My enemy and objective have always been Star Gazer. In a conflict at this level, Prophets below the Ninth Rank can provide me with almost negligible help."

After Lord Gray Mist finished speaking, the atmosphere in the area gradually underwent a subtle change.

The consciousnesses of the many Prophets 'looked' at one another, each sensing hesitation from the others.

If the first Prophet to break through to the Ninth Rank might not block everyone else's path afterward, they would not have needed to target Lord Gray Mist at any cost.

At the same time, Lord Gray Mist had pointed out a fact everyone had selectively ignored. Their enemy was not only him, but also Star Gazer, who was currently recuperating.

Whether Lord Gray Mist's claim that he would definitely break through was true or false, as he had said, no one knew when Star Gazer would awaken again.

Rather than hindering one another now and allowing Star Gazer to emerge from seclusion and stand in everyone's path once more, it was better to watch Lord Gray Mist break through and let him contend against Star Gazer.

Even if they ultimately chose not to join Lord Gray Mist's faction and could not obtain his aid, it would still be better than allowing Star Gazer to dominate alone.

"Then, I choose to join your faction!"

After a moment of silence, Eye of Insight suddenly spoke and stepped to Lord Gray Mist's side without hesitation.

As one of the few Prophets closest to the Ninth Rank apart from Lord Gray Mist,