The Pantheon!
The name seemed to burst abruptly into Dunn's mind.
Although Dunn had some recollection of the name, he was certain that he had not thought of it himself. It had entered his mind from the "outside."
It was as though the magnificent palace were proclaiming its own name.
Still, feeling the powerful aura emanating from the palace, he was not at all surprised that it possessed such an ability.
The Silver Mirror flew into the Pantheon without pausing.
Inside the Pantheon stood a towering long table whose end could not be seen at a glance.
The tabletop was more than ten meters above the floor.
One look made it clear that it was not intended for ordinary creatures to sit at.
Moreover, Dunn distinctly sensed that his divine power projection had been suppressed.
As a deity's divine power projection, it was generally only used for communication and negotiation.
But it still possessed fifth-tier combat strength in its own right.
Now, inside the Pantheon, Dunn could clearly sense that his divine power projection could not even wield high-tier strength!
"Death Overlord, Your Eminence, welcome."
The Fate Overlord's voice came from the end of the long table.
"What remarkable means you possess, Fate Overlord, Your Eminence. With such an exquisite creation, could you have already ascended to greater power?"
Dunn's question carried a hint of probing.
Of course, Dunn knew that the Pantheon had absolutely nothing to do with the Fate Overlord. But now that the Fate Overlord was actually convening the council here, and at this particular time, Dunn could not help wondering whether he had truly found a way to ascend to greater power.
"It is all the guidance of fate."
The Fate Overlord's cryptic reply made Dunn curse inwardly. How was that any different from saying nothing?