Chapter 639
Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, deep in the heart of the Association's Central Headquarters, a muscular man with bright red hair and a matching beard walks in circles in a large golden room.
His footsteps are light, almost like skips, and the air around him is full of silky yellow-white Divine Energy.
The room is hundreds of meters wide and dozens of meters high, yet it is extremely plain inside.
There is a single entrance and exit point, and on the other side of the room, there is a golden throne with a staircase leading up to it.
At its base, many tables and chairs lie empty, as though many speeches for a very important crowd have been spoken here in the past.
But now, the man walks in circles with a devious smile on his face at the opposite side of the room.
He mutters to himself as he thinks of grand plans, occasionally showing his mental breakthroughs in the form of massive displays of bright yellow flames emanating from his palms, tethered to their core with dense divine energy. Yet, once they hit the room's golden walls, the flames dissipate in an instant.
Even when the divine fireballs are thrown in seemingly random directions, headed toward the throne and stairs at the back of the room, they too are absorbed by the golden material, and the flames never disrupt the solid state of the room.
Deep below this golden coating, dense black stone lines the entire room and even makes up all of the artifacts within this tyrant's palace.