Appointed Vice President

Wu Heng's seat was in the first row, which struck Fierce Bear as odd. He was not the only one; several other captains found it strange as well.

In truth, this had been Spirit Sacrifice's arrangement.

Wu Heng had already advanced to two-star, and he was a two-star stronger than Mirage Eagle. He would fulfill his promise.

Midnight.

All the Tower Masters were present, including Mirage Eagle.

At exactly twelve, Spirit Sacrifice transformed into a sword and shot out from the main peak, landing on the central platform.

He still wore that warm, gentle smile, making people feel as though they were bathed in a spring breeze.

His own strength was already enough to earn the respect of countless Tower Guardians, so there was no need for him to put on a stern face and assert his authority.

Only those of equal rank who had luckily attained a high position and needed to bluff their way through would resort to such behavior.

The "worry" Spirit Sacrifice had displayed alone in the small courtyard on the main peak had now been completely concealed.

Why concealed rather than gone?

Because there was no solution to this worry!

Unless a powerhouse beyond imagination could sweep through the Land of Absurdity—but for Tower Guardians, association-president rank seemed to be the limit.

Across all of Deep Blue Star, including the other two worlds, it seemed no association-president-level figure had found the path forward.

Even after they had cleared one terrifying story world after another.

Such meetings had originally been held once a month, but since the start of this year, they had become weekly affairs. The Tower Masters had already attended many of them, especially after the association had established itself at Mountain Pool City's newest node.

That was because changes in the Land of