" The palace doors have opened!" a Lowgod of the Thunder Element exclaimed. The Nether Fruit Tree, the six Death Sovereigns, and a Low-Sovereign of the Earth Element all looked up.
Although Hela was one of the Four Rule Sovereigns, she had little interest in building a faction. And while she possessed Paragon-level strength, she was not a true Paragon. Aside from the Death Sovereign, few other Sovereigns lived in the Underworld permanently.
Lincoln and Aier walked side by side against the light, their figures gradually coming into focus. The crimson gown made Hela look even more radiant.
As a woman, Shiji was more observant than the other Sovereigns. She sent a voice transmission to the Low-Sovereign of the Earth Element. "The Chief Sovereign's style of dress today is unlike anything she's worn in all these years. And that's not all. I remember Lord Lincoln's Dark Sovereign Clone always wore black when I saw him before. Today's outfit is quite different."
The Low-Sovereign of the Earth Element was also a woman. She carefully studied Lincoln and Hela, as Shiji had suggested, then agreed. "They are certainly dressed differently than usual. But Shiji, have you noticed what's even more unusual? The atmosphere between them. In the past, the two lords were close, but not intimate. Now, their every movement is as one."
Seeing the Underworld's Sovereigns gathering around them, Hela was in high spirits. Remembering the explanation she and Lincoln had just agreed on, she smiled. "It seems my use of the Heart of the Underworld really startled you all. I only used it because Lincoln and I had a little sparring match. You all know how powerful he is. Without the Heart of the Underworld, I wouldn't have had the slightest chance of winning."
The Sovereigns below reacted in various