After hearing Desri's account, Linley didn't take it too seriously. He simply made a mental note that the Necropolis of the Gods had several levels, and that the higher they went, the more dangerous it became.
Time passed slowly, and night soon fell. Not a single Saint-level expert in the square had left. After all, anyone who had cultivated to the Saint level had a strong will and wouldn't let a little danger intimidate them.
As everyone waited, a black figure suddenly appeared before them. It was Beirut.
As soon as Beirut appeared, the High Priest, the War God, Dylan, and Cesar all bowed in greeting. The other Saint-level experts followed suit.
Beirut wore a black brocade robe and held Bebe in his arms. With a faint smile on his lips, he looked at everyone and nodded.
Beirut glanced around the square. He passed over everyone else with a cursory look, but paused briefly when he reached Zhao Nan's disciples. He silently praised Zhao Nan for being an excellent teacher.
As a Chief God, Beirut could tell at a glance what Linley and the others were like, despite not yet having become gods.
He was very pleased that they weren't in a hurry to become gods.
He first stroked Bebe's smooth fur, then said to Linley and the others with a smile, "Not bad. Your teacher taught you well."
Before Linley and the others could respond to Beirut's praise, Bebe raised his little head from Beirut's arms and looked up at him proudly. "Grandpa Beirut, Bebe's amazing too!"
Beirut laughed at Bebe's words, then nodded to Linley and the others once more before saying, "All right, enough talk. Let's go!"
With that, Beirut headed straight for their destination.
Only after Beirut took off did the four Deities and the remaining