Helios's Gloom (Thanks to the Alliance Leader Who Can't Think of a Name

After some thought, calm analysis, and careful consideration.

Huai Shi suddenly realized... Garland Weng's words actually made some sense?

After all, he had no need for anything else. All he wanted were those few Crystals of Returning Light in their garage.

Before they had even set out, he had already been planning to rob Helios blind.

No matter how you looked at it, he was no good person.

For a moment, Huai Shi's furious expression stiffened. After taking a few breaths, it miraculously transformed into a shy, innocent smile.

"What are you saying? Everyone knows that I, Huai Shi, always keep my word. If I say it, I do it; if I do it, I see it through. I'm one of the Present Realm's rare role models."

Garland Weng seemed to believe such shameless self-praise and did not question him further.

"Then, since matters have come to this, I trust none of you need any pleasant empty words."

The old man solemnly declared his terms. "Anyone unwilling to assist me may surrender their credentials and wait aboard the Son of Leviathan. Once this is over, whether you wish to file complaints or announce my actions to the world, I will offer no defense for what I have done.

"But if you cannot accept these terms, you may challenge me here—"

As he spoke, a vicious phantom slowly emerged behind him. Countless surging waves of Source Matter and intricate rituals gathered within that solemn, cold outline, sketching holy features and eyes.

The face, strikingly similar to Garland Weng in his youth, contained indescribable divinity and radiance. It bore eternal calm, a faintly smiling mouth, and an air of mystery.

It was like a statue that did not exist in this place.

The instant it appeared, everyone felt a heavy weight in