"Join your camp? And I will receive your help? Anyone?"
After a moment of silence, the [Eye of Insight] spoke again, its tone no longer decisive but now turned into a question.
"Of course."
The consciousness of the Grey Mist slightly stirred, as if nodding in agreement.
"My enemies and goals have always been the [Stargazers]. In a battle at this level, the help of Prophets below the Ninth Rank is almost negligible."
As the words of Grey Mist settled, the atmosphere in the room began to subtly shift.
The many Prophets' consciousnesses 'exchanged glances', all sensing a wavering feeling from the other entities.
If it weren't for the possibility that the first Prophet to break through to the Ninth Rank might block the path for all those who follow, they would not need to oppose Grey Mist at all costs.
At the same time, Grey Mist pointed out a fact that everyone selectively ignored: their enemies were not only him but also the currently recovering Stargazers.
