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More than half of humanity's most powerful Adepts were here. The Eastern Alliance took this gathering very seriously.
Not even the Eastern Alliance was allowed to participate.
They could only beat around the bush for information.
After all, this was the world of Adepts.
The Clairvoyant walked very slowly in front, but even the arrogant Satan did not urge him to hurry.
His eyes flashed, and his gaze never left the Clairvoyant.
A long table had been set up in the museum's main hall, large enough to seat fifty people.
The Clairvoyant walked to the front of the table, and took a seat at the head of the table.
The Pontiff and Satan sat to his left and right.
The Wine Master took the seat next to the Pontiff, while the Gourmet sat next to Satan.
It was only when the Gourmet took his seat that Satan noticed him. His eyes narrowed, and a pair of sharp, piercing eyes shot toward the Gourmet.
The Gourmet didn't move, and didn't meet the Paragon's eyes. It was as if none of this had anything to do with him.
Satan's eyes narrowed, and a flicker of suspicion passed through them. However, they quickly returned to normal.
The other Adepts from both sides took their seats.
Archangel Metatron sat next to the Wine Master. Next to the Gourmet sat the strangely imposing man with the black eyes.
Lan Jue sat at the back of the table. He knew the man with the black eyes.
The Dark Citadel's second-in-command, Lucifer.
The legendary traitor of the Pontiff's Citadel.
The Pontiff's Citadel.
In particular, the six Archangels hated him even more than Satan.
Everyone took their seats.
The Clairvoyant smiled. "Skyfire Avenue is honored by the presence of both Citadels.
It is an honor to see both of you in the final moments of my life.
Perhaps, after this meeting, we will part forever. "
Everyone on Skyfire Avenue, from the two Citadels to the Citadel's people, were shocked.
Their expressions changed at the same time.
One of the Pontiff and Satan's original goals was to find out how long the Clairvoyant and the Keeper of Skyfire Avenue would live. But the fact that the Clairvoyant and the Keeper of Skyfire Avenue had told them of their own accord and that they were about to die was something they never expected.
For a moment, everyone was silent.
A Paragon's imminent death was no joke.
Especially since these words came from the mouth of the great prophet, the Eye of Tomorrow.
The Pope sighed. "Is there no room for redemption?"
The Clairvoyant smiled. "At my age, what else can I not see?
Moreover.
The two of you should also understand that for us,
Death was not necessarily the end.
Perhaps it would be a brand new beginning.
I was born earlier than the two of you, and after living for so long, I'm already tired. "
Not everyone understood the Clairvoyant's words.
In the history of human ability users, the Clairvoyant was actually a generation older than the current Pope and Satan.
He was half a generation older than the Keeper.
He was a Paragon a hundred and fifty years ago, before humanity had even begun to colonize the stars.
Later, before the Interstellar Migration, the Clairvoyant's prophecies were accurate, and he saved humanity from incalculable losses.
It was also from that time that the Clairvoyant's influence in the upper echelons of the Major League was enormous.
Eventually, he retreated, choosing to establish Skyfire Avenue on Skyfire Avenue.
You could say he was the true founder of Skyfire Avenue.
Of all the Paragons, he was the one who had done the most for humanity.
Only a Paragon would understand what he meant when he said that death was not the end.
As for his tiredness, it was no joke.
At the Clairvoyant's age, he should have left this world a long time ago. What's more, he'd revealed too many secrets, and the backlash was severe.
He had relied entirely on his powerful strength and some special methods to barely survive until now. However, how could such a life be happy?
Both the Pontiff and Satan hoped that Skyfire Avenue would be free of the Eye of Tomorrow. If that happened, then Skyfire Avenue would no longer be a threat. But when they heard the Eye of Tomorrow admit that his days were numbered, their hearts were heavy.
Heavy for the sake of humanity.
Satan's voice was low. "If Your Majesty is willing to come to the Dark Citadel, I have a few ways to extend your life."
The Clairvoyant smiled. His aged face was a museum of wrinkles. "Thank you.
To be able to make the Demon King say such words, I should be proud of myself, right?
But as far as I'm concerned, it's useless.
It's not my life that's at its end, but my soul.
That's not to be feared.
I think you two have come to find out how long I have left. Since you're here today, I'll tell you the answer.
After you leave, I'll be gone within three months.
The Wine Master will take over as Chairman of the Skyfire Avenue Council. "
The Pontiff didn't say a word, but hung his head.
Satan's brows furrowed.
Everyone on Skyfire Avenue, however, had a look of sorrow in their eyes.
The Clairvoyant smiled. "I would like to make this announcement to everyone on Skyfire Avenue.
I am very grateful for all the support you've shown us over the years.
Don't be sad. After I'm gone, the Avenue will only grow stronger. "
The Pontiff sighed. "We shouldn't have come. I'm sorry, Your Majesty."
The Clairvoyant shook his head. "No, you've come at the right time. I have something to tell you.
Your Majesties.
Please follow me. "He slowly rose to his feet and made his way to the back of the room.
The Pontiff and Satan exchanged a glance, then rose to their feet. However, deep in the depths of the Paragons' eyes was a look of dread.
If they hadn't known the Eye of Tomorrow was nearing the end of his life, perhaps they wouldn't have reacted this way. But a Paragon who was nearing the end of his life was a deadly threat to them!
The Clairvoyant seemed to guess what they were thinking. He stopped in his tracks and turned to look at them with a smile.
"Don't worry.
The future of humanity needs you.
I have no interest in destruction.
Come with me. "
The Clairvoyant nodded.
Both the Pontiff and Satan heaved a sigh of relief. But at the same time, they realized the fear in their hearts. They were all Paragons, and yet they were so easily suppressed.
They'd never imagined this would happen.
The three Paragons disappeared through a small door in front of them.
The other Adepts on either side of the long table looked pensive.
No one could guess what the Eye of Tomorrow wanted to discuss with the Pontiff and Satan.
Just then, Metatron rose to his feet.
His sudden movement drew the attention of all the Adepts present.
Metatron's eyes fell on Lan Jue, and he nodded.
"Zeus, on behalf of the Pontiff's Citadel, I offer my sincerest apologies for what happened last time.
I ask for your forgiveness.
On behalf of the Pontiff's Citadel, we promise not to do anything to harm you in the future. "
The Pontiff's Citadel's second-in-command, second only to the Pontiff, bowed deeply to Lan Jue.
Lan Jue didn't rise. Her brows furrowed. Her voice was cold and indifferent. "You should be thankful that none of my men were truly harmed.
You've paid a price for your actions.
This matter is over. "
Not everyone knew Lan Jue, but the name Zeus was a familiar one.
No one present was a stranger.
Even most of the Adepts on Skyfire Avenue didn't know Lan Jue's history. When they heard Metatron refer to him as Zeus, many of them were surprised.
The Jewel Master of Skyfire Avenue was the former King of the Mercenary World?
Not long after, there would be a god-team battle in DreamNet, and Zeus would be one of the main characters!
The Godking of the Four Divine Monarchs, Zeus.
Metatron smiled and nodded once more to Lan Jue. He returned to his seat.
"You're Zeus?"
At this moment, another voice rang out. This voice was low, but it had a strange flavor to it. The back end of the low voice was very mellow.
Lan Jue's eyes met the speaker's. "That's right, I am."
The one who had spoken was none other than Lucifer, the Fallen Angel sitting just below the Gourmet.
Lucifer's eyes narrowed. "One of the reasons we're here is to find you.
How is Her Highness? "
Princess?
The Gourmet's eyes flickered to Lan Jue's.
Lan Jue smiled. She didn't deny it. "Mika is fine.
If you want to take her away, then don't waste your breath. "
The eyes of the Dark Citadel's experts narrowed. The burly man's breathing grew heavy, and his eyes reddened.
The woman in the dark green robes looked at Lan Jue with interest, as if she were admiring a work of art.
The well-dressed man in a tuxedo smiled and took out a white handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the corner of his mouth.
"Very good." Lucifer nodded, and said nothing more.
Drinks, fruits, and snacks were brought to the table by the waiters.
The Wine Master lifted a glass of water to his lips. "Welcome, everyone. I apologize for my lack of hospitality."
Metatron smiled. "You're too kind, Cosmagus. It's an honor to be here on Skyfire Avenue.
I hope this exchange will strengthen our friendship, and improve our relationship. "
"The Pontiff's Citadel really is full of hypocrites!" A tall man from the Dark Citadel muttered.
He grabbed an apple in front of him and crushed it in his palm. He lowered his head, letting the juice drip from between his fingers into his mouth.
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