Inside the conference room, the lights flickered between bright and dim, as though the entire space were trembling beneath some invisible pressure.
The figures on either side of the long table were cast onto the walls.
The air was still and heavy, laden with an indescribable sense of oppression.
An ordinary Transcendent might have begun trembling uncontrollably the instant they entered the conference room.
While the others sized up the newly arrived Chen Xi and Lin Yue, the two women observed them in turn.
It had to be said that the remaining twelve gods were indeed each distinctive in their own way, with utterly different styles.
They possessed a power that surpassed mortal limits and had already touched upon the very source of the world's laws.
Yet even so, in the face of the imminent arrival of the Lamenter, these beings standing at the pinnacle of humanity could not help but conceal a trace of gravity in their eyes.
Almost immediately, Chen Xi picked out Ademos among the twelve.
The white-haired old man still wore his heavy, elaborate clerical robes. The eyes that had always gleamed with vitality now bore a hint of weariness.
Neither spoke a greeting; they merely exchanged slight nods.
Moving her gaze away from Ademos, Chen Xi focused on the central figures of this meeting.
The world's last five Transcendents at the peak of the sixth rank.
These five were the strongest force humanity could currently muster, and their true support in facing the Lamenter.
The most conspicuous among them, and the one with the most majestic aura, was undoubtedly Grycis, supreme leader of the Oracle Empire.
Grycis had features so refined they were almost gentle. His long, curly silver hair fell casually over his shoulders, gleaming with a warm luster beneath the dim lights.
He