Chapter 1863: Chapter 1860: The Scenery at the Very Top
The sound transmission echoed in [The Eye].
All the lower-class Old Kings seated on the Apostle level ceased their discussions, and turned their gaze towards the two ‘special participants’ who had just been teleported in. Even their thrones calmed down.
Of course,
Most present were familiar with the two, especially Pope.
Yet they remained very curious about what kind of matter would allow two Mythic Body juniors to reach the ‘The Eye’ level, a region they themselves could not touch.
When the sound transmission concluded.
A white stairway formed along the side wall,
Pope pressed down his inner excitement and dared not delay for a moment, immediately stepping onto the stairs.
Han Dong waved goodbye to his dear mother and the Great Demon Leader, then stepped onto the stairs, carrying the heavily injured Eugene.
This stairway, rising along the side wall, did not directly lead to the ‘The Eye’ level,
Midway, it passed through the meeting place of the Middle Rank Old Kings – [Hub Meeting Room],
This level was far larger than the ones below.
Allowing Middle Rank Old Kings to attend meetings in their ‘true form,’ with deep pits, ice cellars, or parasitic nests serving as their unique seats.
Their opinions played a central role in the meeting,
Except for a few final discussions and votes that did not require their involvement, they expressed their views on all other meeting content, and even without voting, their influence was almost equivalent to the Upper Rank.
“Nicholas, you’ve changed a lot.”
Upon reaching this level, a familiar voice came from within the deep pits.
It was the Toad Ancestor, who had taken care of Han Dong,
Its enormous toad form crouched in the deep pit, eyes capable of devouring everything were fixed on Han Dong.
“Toad Ancestor! It’s been a long time since I visited N’Kai to see you. Once this meeting is over, I’ll come by.”
“No rush, hurry up and go up… It seems there’s something important that requires your explanation.”
“Alright.”
Not only Han Dong,
Even Pope, upon seeing the Toad Ancestor, offered the most sincere greeting.
In terms of [Space], the Toad Ancestor was second only to Mr. Eugene, with much to learn.
Before continuing up the stairs,
Han Dong quickly scanned the Hub Meeting Room and also bowed to another Middle Rank Old King he met at the Abyss Party, [Father of Snake].
Additionally, Han Dong noticed a massive scarlet elephant exuding the scent of Blood Brew, floating in a coiled position above a crimson throne.
It was the Blood Ancestor, creator of the Blood Brew system and former master of the Count.
Estimated that the number of ‘Middle Rank Old Kings’ was around twenty, with some hidden or in dual forms, making them hard to count.
Next was the pinnacle, the ‘The Eye’ level.
The most supreme, ancient, and powerful Demon Ancestors were the only ones qualified to enter this level,
Each one was a terrifying presence capable of shaking the world,
Each one was revered by all, with countless followers (some exceptions), even some lower-class Old Kings attending meetings below belonged to their [Apostles], completely obeying their orders and instructions.
Because of these entities,
Black Tower had to draw boundaries in dealing with the unrestrained S-01, avoiding direct conflict unless extremely serious events occurred.
Han Dong had never been to such occasions,
Couldn’t imagine what terrifying scene above awaited,
Uncertain how much pressure would sweep through every corner of the body, fearing that all the learned mental abilities might not be enough to withstand.
Despite this, Han Dong was very excited,
He deeply yearned for such a gathering, longing to sit with this supreme group, the very thought made his whole body tremble with excitement, a mad smile hung on his face.
Even the usually composed Pope showed a bit of loss,
Though his expression seemed normal, star explosions were occurring continuously inside his Starfield Brain… completely unsure what to say later, even his pace on the stairs was slowing.
Buzz!
Pope’s brow lit up with a “Void Mark,” this kind of intimate sensing gradually calmed him down.
Han Dong also had marks light up, more than one.
Including the Deep Sea Mark on his left hand, Yellow Robe Mark on his right hand, and the sole Grey Mark on his brow, symbolizing his status as a Grey emissary.
“Hmm? Did the Yellow Robe King come too?”
When there was only one step left.
Pope, ahead, hesitated, momentarily pausing.
Then Han Dong finally placed his hand successfully on Pope’s shoulder, softly saying near his ear: “Let’s go, we’ll go up together.”
Preparing mentally,
Fortifying the spirit comprehensively,
Han Dong and Pope stepped onto the last stair… Buzz! A short-range teleportation brought them to the The Eye level.
However.
There was not the anticipated oppressive feeling, no murmurs leading to downfall echoing, nor the premeditated scary scene.
On the contrary… It was a rather ‘harmonious,’ stress-free picture.
“Oh dear! What’s wrong with today’s luck, losing again?”
Upon reaching The Eye level, they saw [Mr. Fog] slumping in despair on the fog-formed throne, seemingly having lost all the brought Land Deeds again.
During breaks,
The Eye Meeting Room turned directly into a casino, excluding Mr. Eugene, all upper members participated, playing with great gusto.
They hadn’t even noticed the arrival of the two juniors.
“What on earth is this…”
Han Dong had never seen such a scene, feeling momentarily hard to accept, but soon entered ‘Insight Mode.’
Just as he was about to analyze these Upper Beings’ identities.
A black-purple tentacle with embryo-like lumps shot out suddenly, entangled Han Dong and dragged him over…
The next second, Han Dong was embraced within an extremely soft and lustful atmosphere-filled bosom.
The soft body could transform into any type, size, and softness of female organ according to Han Dong’s ‘imagination.’
Anyone else likely would have fallen deeply and been completely drained quickly.
But Han Dong did nothing, keeping his hands honestly in his pockets.
Slowly lifting his head from the embrace, he revealed a genuinely happy expression.
“Congratulations on your recovery, [Mother].”
He adopted Sally’s way of calling, mainly because he had been made a ‘godson,’ making the term rather apt.
“Thanks to you~ Just heard you and Pope would be attending temporarily, so I’m quite happy as well.
For the upcoming meeting, you can stay on my body~ They shouldn’t mind.”
“This…”
Han Dong quickly glanced at the Grey Walker betting nearby.
Unexpectedly, the Walker didn’t mind at all, even secretly suggesting Han Dong to get close to the Goat Mother.
At this moment.
Mr. Eugene, looking like a bartender, spread his voice to every corner:
“The negotiation officer from Black Tower is about to arrive, please return to your positions.”
Outside The Eye tall tower,
In a desolate white desert, a series of light and shadows descended consecutively.
Leading them was a dignified and elegant lady dressed entirely in black leather, with the letter [B] engraved on her.