Chapter 325
The Ten Kings who presided over the afterlife held regular meetings to discuss major decisions. Among them, the highest-ranking figure, Grand Supreme Yeomra, often missed these meetings due to his responsibilities managing the seventh floor of the Core. Unless it was an extraordinary situation, he rarely attended.
However, this was one of those extraordinary situations.
“Come up with a plan! A plan!”
“King Taishan, lower your voice. Shouting won’t solve anything.”
“How can I not shout?! Fine, since we’re on the subject, King Song, isn’t this all your fault? Just how weak was your seal for that bastard to break free?!” King Taishan shouted.
The kings of the afterlife were busy raising their voices, pointing fingers, and shifting blame instead of solving the issue at hand. Watching the chaos unfold, Yeomra closed his eyes, feeling a deep fatigue settle over him. Instead of finding a real solution, they were too focused on pushing the responsibility onto someone else.
What a mess. What are we supposed to do? Yeomra thought wearily.
Solomon, who had been sealed away for thousands of years, had awakened.
During the Great War that once ravaged the Deep Realm, Solomon had dominated the battlefield with overwhelming might. Luckily, the Dragon Lord stepped in, neutralizing Solomon long enough for the Ten Kings to seal him away successfully. That was how they managed to turn the tide of the war in the past.
“No, how is this my fault?!” King Song yelled indignantly.
Why does every argument here always start with denial...? Yeomra let out a deep sigh, resting his chin on his hand. Sometimes, he genuinely wondered whether these people were truly the rulers of the afterlife. Still, he understood their frustration.
The power of Solomon, the Primordial Evil, was beyond comprehension. He was so powerful that even the all-ruling Overlord found it a challenge to take him down. But the real issue was that Solomon had probably grown even stronger than before. Solomon of the past was an incomplete existence—a being without a physical form. Now, his soul was gradually manifesting into reality.