Good. It looked like everyone had reached a consensus.
Enlightenment was a complicated matter. Often, simply knowing the truth didn't mean others would accept it.
Take the shock of the shattered lamp just now. The people from the Spirit Ash Institute had indeed been deeply shaken, but it still hadn't been enough to make them sit down and enter a state of oblivion on the spot.
This should be enough.
The exchange just now, along with Old Man Weilong's silent gesture, had been enough to crush the last vestige of rebellion and make them realize that they had no choice in certain matters.
Of course they could pay lip service and slack off, but could a group of people this innately proud really accept hiding behind someone else at such a critical moment?
"Do... I... have... to...?"
Seeing a group of people suddenly appear in the hall with their eyes closed, Professor Lisha, deeply unsettled by how bizarre everything had become, even turned her head at a careful angle to confirm by mouthing the words, doing her best not to make a sound and disturb anyone.
"No... Leave professional matters to the professionals."
Fu Qian shook his head, indicating that someone like her, who lacked the gift for this, didn't need to join in. He even glanced toward Cas to make his point.
Hmm...
Lisha followed his gaze, only to see that Cas, the highest-ranking Apocalypse leader present, was playing with a glittering stone in his hand. He stood out sharply from Weilong and the others beside him, and sure enough, had no intention of getting involved.
Looking more closely, the stone's shape seemed oddly familiar. It looked like one of the pieces that had broken off the chandelier earlier.
But now that it was no longer part of the