Chapter 862: Cosmic Tyrant Framework’s Fourth Level (I)
"I will stay for the following week in the Hyperion Continent, so if you have any inquiries or doubts, you can summon me. After that, I will march to Kronos to ensure everything is in order with the Atrox Immortus Empire. I expect the armies to be ready to march through the Bridge of Hope toward Gaia in a month."
Cian paused at this point, his eyes growing cold.
"Be sure that no matter how many of your forces march into Atlas, none of the Sacred Races will use that as a chance to attack your domain. I will slaughter any force or organization attacking a race fighting Dark Sky."
Eon and the Patriarchs smiled when they heard that, as it meant that they could freely march into Atlas without concern for the Atrox Immortus Race planning something in Hyperion while they were away. Of course, Cain's word also meant that if any of them were to try to move into Kronos, he would kill them.
"We understand. A month is enough to ready our armies to march through the Bridge of Hope and into Atlas."
"Good!"
Cain nodded, and a meaningful light appeared in his eyes as he continued.
"I would also like to extend an invitation to all your best Wave Crafters, Alchemy Masters, Rune Masters, and Genetic Coders. I can bring them to a special place where they will have access to the most advanced cultivation techniques and knowledge regarding their professions. However, if they accept, they will lose contact with the outside world until the fight with Dark Sky ends.
This is an invitation, and it is not obligatory. I can accept up to three hundred masters of each profession. They must understand that they might not return to their families for hundreds or even thousands of years."
Eon's eyes narrowed as he heard that. He did not doubt that it would be a divine opportunity that the Scarlet King was offering to those masters, but losing all contact with the outside world was hard, especially if you didn't know how long it would last.