Chapter 3948 - The Round Table Conference
In the Skyfiend Hall of Cobaltium, the hall remained mostly silent after the birthday celebration. The many cosmic god elders quietly watched the images from the tracking rings.
Cosmic gods had lived for incredibly long spans of time. Aside from the long periods needed to dwell on the mysteries of order, they had also grown accustomed to enduring the endless flow of time.
Only occasional changes would stir murmured discussions.
At the end of the many exalted seats sat a massive golden round table ten thousand meters in diameter. Ten towering figures sat there, with the master of the Skyfiend Hall, the Cobalt Overfiend, seated at the head.
As a human, the Cobalt Overfiend didn’t exude the savage and sinister aura of specters, but instead a sense of elegance. His eyes were like two rotating stars, one purple, one black, making elegance and eeriness coexist on his features. His soul was powerful and profound, and his body shrouded in a mist of darkness.
To his left sat another master of the human race with pale white skin and a demeanor similar to the overfiend’s. However, unlike the overfiend’s graceful elegance, this man had narrow eyes that held black irises in black sclera. This peculiar combination made the tall human cosmic god appear more sinister. His slouched and casual posture gave off a roguish air, and his shoulders hunched as he glanced lazily around the round table.
“God of Original Sin,” the Cobalt Overfiend turned to him, “I recall you saying there was also a Ninelives Ancestral Tree in the upper ruins?”
“Yes. I saw it myself. Its canopy spans half the upper ruins,” God of Original Sin replied with a cold, eerie voice that sounded like a ghost’s. This was the emperor of the Sin Pantheon of Myriadsin Capital.
“Canopy?” The Cobalt Overfiend narrowed his eyes slightly, looking up at the many images above. These tracking rings weren’t merely for protecting their offspring, but their more important function was to give them a clearer and more comprehensive view of the lower ruins.
“Everyone, could it be possible that the Ninelives Ancestral Tree of the upper and lower ruins is actually one and the same? The upper ruins hold the canopy, while the lower holds the roots?” The Cobalt Overfiend swept his gaze across the others.