"Dio Skalboom?!"
"The Great Prophet?"
"The Seven-Day Prophet?"
Exclamations rang out almost simultaneously. Bai Xiaowen's identity as the Prophet was extremely well-known, and different countries had given him different nicknames.
There was a brief silence in the meeting room.
Then Quartermaster Felix frowned and said, "Wait a moment, Commander... This young man is the Prophet?"
Ahan nodded.
After hesitating for a moment, Felix shook his head. "He's... unexpectedly young."
As the representative of the Merchant Republic of Calchino, Felix spoke rather tactfully and did not directly question Bai Xiaowen's identity. After all, Ahan had once fought alongside the Prophet in the Shadow Labyrinth, so he was the person with the greatest authority to confirm Bai Xiaowen's identity as the Prophet.
The dwarf Ponga Graybeard, however, was much more direct. "Commander, is this young man really the Prophet? Could he be a fake that your Camelot found to boost morale?"
The dwarf Ponga had undoubtedly voiced the doubts in everyone else's hearts.
Under everyone's scrutinizing gazes, Bai Xiaowen said calmly, "The crisis of the continent's collapse is imminent, yet you still can't unite. Instead, you question Ahan's character. That is truly disappointing."
With that, Bai Xiaowen directly threw a bloodstained bundle onto the conference table.
The spherical bundle rolled twice. The blood-red cloth wrapped around it came loose, revealing the hideous head of a Snakefolk.
The meeting room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Everyone's eyes were drawn to the Snakefolk head. It was clearly twice as thick as an ordinary Snakefolk's head. One could imagine how strong and burly the dead Snakefolk had been in life, with a physique practically comparable to a Half-Giant's.
"This is the head of Vazhatas, the Deep Sea Lord. He was also the commander-in-chief of the Snakefolk army in the Bonus