Chapter 2433

The chaos of the previous night faded with the dawn.

As the first rays of sunlight bathed the land, Sacred Wyrm Summit had returned to a fragile calm. Yet the bloodstains on the ground and the ruins of once-proud structures bore silent witness to the violence that had unfolded.

Grace’s summoned army had taken the Pantheon captives away, and rumors swirled in every corner of the world. The great sects of the realm, typically detached, now watched with rapt attention, eager to glean details from the spectacle.

After all, few had ever dared to challenge Sacred Wyrm Summit, let alone invade it so brazenly with the intent of obliteration. Such audacity was unheard of.

The world had borne witness to the outcome, and for the first time in decades, nations truly grasped the sheer terror that was Arion—a being of almost godlike power.

At the heart of the Western Pantheon, in the grand temple, the core members gathered. They sat in two orderly rows on either side of the hall.