CHAPTER 487: CHAPTER 236: JUST THE MASTER’S TASK (7K)_2

"Such meetings of the deities have not occurred for over a millennium since the collapse of the God of Sovereign’s form."

"Now that I think about it, I do miss those days when we were subordinates under the Lord."

The "Lord" mentioned in the mouth of this Twilight Giant is, of course, the Sun God, the creator of the Glorious Era.

However, after the cataclysm, the former master of the Throne of Heaven also crumbled.

Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, this giant shrouded in twilight still uses the term ’Lord’ to refer to him.

"War——"

"We are here not to listen to your old reminisces."

"The era belonging to the creator has long passed."

Spoke impatiently the dwarf clad in majestic armor.

All of them were Fabled Creatures left over from the Age of Gods. Back in that Glorious Era, they naturally had connections with each other, and could even be referred to as colleagues.

Yet, the cataclysm had already extinguished all the brilliance of the Glorious Era.

In the millennium since, divine wars have been continuous, with deities devouring and waging war on one another for the sake of divinity, Authority Fragments, and faith. Former colleagues have long become pure enemies and competitors, hunting each other to seize that sole Throne of Heaven.

"Calm yourself, Storm."

The Twilight Giant spoke in a stable whisper.

"I know that everyone present has their own stance, fighting for Authority or faith, and even possibly opposing each other."

"However——"

The giant, referred to as "War," paused briefly in his speech.

"Before us...

We face something of more importance, enough to set aside all past grievances."

In the Twilight Giant’s palm.

The dusky divine power slowly outlined the figure of an elf.

Golden hair, golden eyes, clad in a simple white robe, with long, pale gold hair flowing down.

The Golden Elf had one eye slightly closed, only the right eye was open.

Even though the left eye was tightly closed, above the closed eye, there was some obscure, almost indiscernible power, which made the present deities feel enormously oppressed.

"Hathaway Zerkin."

"A remnant of the Radiant Era Elven Court, pure-blooded Golden Elf."

"In the Astral Realm, she sheltered the ’Silverfire’ that we have all pursued but never obtained."

The Twilight Giant spoke in a deep voice.

"Of course, this alone is not worth mentioning, just another competitor for the Throne of Heaven."

"However, most importantly——"

"It’s about what this Golden Elf proposed, the thing called ’Magic’ and ’Arcane Arts.’

"’Magic’ fundamentally negates the path of us deities..."

"And this Golden Elf unabashedly declared the existence of magic to the entire Astral Realm, attempting to create a Supreme Black Tower with only wizards."

"This is a blatant declaration of war against us deities."

The God of War slowly glanced around.

In the next moment, the twilight divine power surged and another figure slowly took shape.

It was a handsome, young human with black hair and black eyes, who looked a bit languid, like someone still half-asleep, yawning.

"According to my informants, based on the intelligence gathered from the Supreme Black Tower."

"This human with black hair and black eyes is named Shiayar Egutt."

"According to the Golden Elf, she is merely a follower, admirer, and student of Shiayar Egutt..."

"But this human is actually the creator of Magic and Arcane Arts, and also the founder of the Supreme Black Tower."

The Twilight-like glow around the God of War surged for a moment.

"I have completely confirmed."

"This human named Shiayar is indeed the culprit from five hundred years ago who caused the fall of the Lost Island into the Abyss."

"Moreover, the anomaly occurring at the time of the Lord’s fragmentation, part of the half-body and remaining soul, resides on this Lost Island..."

"And just a few days ago——"

The Twilight Giant looked around.

"The Abyss has been reopened."

"That Elven Royal Court has broken free from the depths of the Abyss and returned to the endless ocean domain on the Main Material Plane."

"I believe everyone understands——"

"What this signifies."

As the words concluded.

The entire Bronze Hall fell into a brief silence.

In truth, these deities gathered here because of this very reason, temporarily setting aside their mutual animosities.

Struggles for divinity were merely internal disputes among the deities.

But the existence of magic and wizards—fundamentally denies the legitimacy of the deities.

This is a relentless, uncompromising adversary.

These deities congregated with the intent to temporarily unite against this Golden Elf who had obtained "Silverfire," whose power was immeasurable.

Yet, the new information provided by the God of War still sent a shock through all the divine souls present.

The Elven Royal Court, has actually returned from the depths of the Abyss to the Main Material Plane?

In other words, the human named Shiayar, must have defeated the lingering soul of the Ancient Sun God’s on the Lost Island, perhaps even completely assimilating it into his own power.

In terms of raw power, he might not be any weaker than the Golden Elf who had obtained "Silverfire."

Moreover——

What was more sensitive was Shiayar Egutt’s racial identity.

No matter how powerful, the Golden Elf’s race was ultimately that of an advanced Elf from the Age of Gods, born of that era, and bearing its mark.