Orf's Attention
Compared with Adonis, who had briefly left, the other three Sovereigns were even more anxious. Markul in particular was afraid Lincoln would kill him over what had happened earlier.
"What are you afraid of?" Lincoln looked at the three before him, his tone growing gentler. "I've been a Sovereign for over ten million years. Have you ever seen me attack anyone? If Mike hadn't gone too far and Boteer hadn't been so arrogant, they wouldn't have ended up like this. As long as you do your jobs well from now on, I won't treat you unfairly."
Alexander felt conflicted. We've been Sovereigns for countless years and still haven't killed another Sovereign, but you've killed two in just ten million years!
"Enough. Let's get back to business," Lincoln said coolly. "If I remember correctly, there should be only one Fire Grand Perfection in the world, right?"
"Yes, my lord." Seeing that the two Intermediate Sovereigns were unwilling to speak, Petrov braced himself and answered, "Bamo, the Fire Grand Perfection, is the strongest expert in the Fire Divine Plane and the only Fire Grand Perfection in the world."
"Where is he now?"
"Well..." Petrov pondered for a moment, then braced himself to answer. "In the past, only Mike and Sovereign Markul were close to him. The rest of us Fire Sovereigns rarely saw Bamo."
Hearing this, Markul cursed Petrov for abandoning him and had no choice but to speak. "My lord, Bamo left to travel the Material Planes over a hundred million years ago and disappeared. We haven't been able to contact him in years, either. May I ask why you're looking for him?"
Lincoln smiled faintly and looked Markul up and down. His unrestrained gaze made the Intermediate Sovereign's heart turn cold. "Why else would I look for a