"...Perhaps so... After all, aside from Chaos, I really cannot explain why they possess such terrifying strength."
After a pause, he continued to speak.
"At least in the ancient texts, there is no record of such a terrifying existence on the Ancient Continent... We must prepare for the worst, the world across the sea may have already fallen!"
The moment he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the great hall was like a pot of boiling water, splashing out from the burning furnace!
"Chaos?!"
"How is that possible! Even if the false gods across the sea are useless, they wouldn't just stand by and watch as their followers are corrupted by Chaos!"
"But... after all, a thousand years have passed in the world outside."
"So what!"
"Enough! What we need to discuss now is what to do, not how the world beyond the sea is!"
The noisy buzz filled the entire hall.
Sitting on the Yellow Essence Throne, Iz's face was as calm as water, his expression frighteningly grim.
