Chapter 267
The mutants exchanged wary glances but slowly straightened, still cautious but slightly less fearful. Phantom took a moment to observe each of them closely, his talent allowing him to sense the depth of their emotions and aspirations.
"I understand your plight," Phantom began, his tone empathetic. "You have been cast aside, your unique potential ignored because you have yet to show results. But I see more in you than just failure. I see untapped strength and a burning desire to prove yourselves."
The gargoyles’ eyes widened in surprise. It had been a long time since anyone had spoken to them with such respect and understanding. Phantom’s words stirred something within them—an ember of hope.
"I offer you a chance," Phantom continued. "Join me, and together we will rise. I will help you unlock your potential, and in return, you will have the opportunity to regain your honor and status. We will achieve greatness together."
Before the mutants could respond to Phantom, a robed gargoyle came beside Phantom, looking at the mutants with disgust.
Looking over to Phantom, the demon asked, "What are you doing?"
Phantom was taken aback but felt the eyes of the other demons on him. Feigning ignorance, Phantom responded, "Huh, am I missing something?"
Now it was the robed demon’s turn to be confused as he tilted his head, "Miss what?" he asked.
Turning to the robed demon and flaring his wings, Phantom said, "Did I miss when we made you the leader of this gathering?"
Hearing the word leader, the robed demon and the other gargoyles had different reactions. Most of the gargoyles turned their eyes to the robed demon, filled with ill-intention and questioning gazes, waiting for his answer.
The robed demon, meanwhile, was now panicking as he realized he had overstepped. He was strong, but so were many of the other demons gathered around. He had been carried away by his previous actions, making him think he was greater than he was, which is why he dared to question Phantom.