Chapter 531: Hall of Trials
Great Silver and Fiend King hovered on two sides of the pyramid. Powerful enchantments kept them hidden, intricate enough that even Jack had failed to detect them. Of course, the Overlords didn’t care about some disciples—the enchantments were meant to hide them from wandering native monsters, which, contrary to Jack’s assumptions about the sanctity of this place, could and did pass by.
The Overlords weren’t just standing around. A massive ring of power circled the pyramid, passing through them and getting amplified. The dark mist above them roiled—a faint light came from the flat top of the pyramid, very slowly getting brighter. Thanks to the hiding enchantment, all these were invisible unless someone flew high up.
“Did you notice?” Fiend King asked. “That new disciple of yours almost noticed the enchantment.”
“He specializes in Space,” Great Silver replied casually. “A faint intuition is to be expected.”
“Hmm. All the Elders were missing. How did they get caught, while the disciples escaped?”
“Bad luck. Do you want to focus on this or that?”
Fiend King snorted. “I thought you could meditate and talk at the same time?”
“We cannot afford any distractions. Doing this without a third Overlord is hard—if we don’t devote our full attention, the ritual could go awry, and fifty million years of preparation will amount to nothing.”
“Fine,” Fiend King exclaimed, closing his eyes and focusing entirely on the ongoing ritual. Great Silver did the same. To them, the disciples entering the pyramid were entirely inconsequential—what they were working on was far grander than a few hopeful upstarts. The only reason they’d asked the Elders to delay the disciples’ arrival was to protect them in case the pyramid ended up exploding—but interrupting the ritual to warn them now was not a price they could afford to pay.