The Ancient Guardian's face was equally grim.
The passing years had long dulled his sharp edges and courage, and in the face of the unsealing Chaos Monarch, all that remained in his heart was fear—no longer the resolve he had when participating in the sealing battle all those years ago.
"From now on, the Ancient God Cult will be closed to any entry or exit,"
The Guardian announced with a dry voice.
"I need to enter deep meditation to seek a divine revelation."
With that, without waiting for a response from the Pope, he quickly turned and disappeared into the dust-covered secret chamber behind him, activating the strongest protective barrier.
Pope Anchee stood frozen in place, his expression shifting from hopeful anticipation to shock, and finally to a dead gray.
Is this... it? Are we really just abandoning everything?!
He quickly walked out of the hall and gazed in the direction of the Godbinding Forbidden Zone.
