After receiving the summons, all the scattered vanguard fleets gathered in the quickest time.
At this moment, the central command chamber of the lead flagship was filled with heavy pressure.
Myth of Inferno stood before the main projection, his crimson robes flickering faintly as if woven from living flames. Beside him, Myth of Thunder crossed his arms, his massive body surrounded by faint arcs of destructive lightning.
Around them stood the high-ranking members of the vanguard, Legendary King Rank Commanders, and finally, the Myth of Black Archer.
The moment Jacob entered, several gazes landed on him, but they quickly moved away. The Black Archer had always been solitary, cold, and difficult to approach. His silence was normal, and his indifference was expected.
Jacob stopped at the edge of the gathering, saying nothing, and at the same time, Nyx continued her silent work without stopping.
