NovelOnlineThe Unyielding Truth was an organization founded by Drakonia ten years ago specifically to address the awakening of the gods of the West. It was a subordinate group supported by the four Wardens.
To ensure the personal safety and confidentiality of the members, the Wardens imposed information restrictions, with everyone in the organization using the names of the 36 Heavenly Stars as code names.
Philix had been the one to suggest using the names, a suggestion that cfrom his eccentric humor.
Currently, the organization had 29 formal members. Apart from Kilmort, who had not yet been assessed, the others were mostly at the quasi-demigod level.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAmong them, the three founders-Battlestar, Galacstar, and Hexstar-were particularly formidable, especially Hexstar. He was able to predict the awakening of the gods of the West and devise strategies for operations.
Many had gathered at the Unyielding Truth's headquarters, each bearing scars.
"Has the headquarters been attacked?" "With the three big shots here, the headquarters is definitely safe." As they spoke, Oswald entered the building, his expression dark as he carried Balmort's remains on his back. Behind him was a man with a deeply sorrowful expression. Despite his somewhat unsettling demeanor, those around him could sense his distinctive aura.
His tall and slender figure sported traditional robes. He also wore a retro hat atop his long hair and exuded the air of a poet from ancient times. On his face was a blend of melancholy, resolve, and dominance. His appearance sent chills down the spine of onlookers.
"Place him over there, Xealoth," a commanding voice resonated through the crowd.
"Yes," Oswald replied in a daze before carefully lowering the body to the ground. He looked at Landrich, who had once been a spirited individual but had now transformed into such a solemn presence. Oswald felt a little lost.
The man behind crouched down and patted his shoulder. "It's alright, Oswald. You can stand," he said while trying to suppress the sobs in his voice.
Oswald slowly regained his composure and stood up hesitantly.
"I'm sorry, Master Melton, for showing you such a sight..." "Oswald..." Hearing Oswald address him as 'Master', complex emotions overcthe man's heart.
"Please be seated, everyone." The solemn voice echoed again, prompting everyone to set aside their sorrow and take their seats in an orderly manner.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt this moment, a masked figure in a black robe descended slowly.
"I'm Galacstar. I regret not welcoming you upon your arrival Master Melton, as I wasn't made aware. Please forgive me. If you don't mind, please accompanyupstairs." Content belongs to en.kikistoriesClint glanced at him, then turned to look at Oswald. After a moment, he declined.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I just randomly decided to drop by today. Please excuse me. I'll just stand here for a while." Galacstar said nothing further. The Melton family had never supported them, and Clint's actions were understandable. After a nod of returned to his seat upstairsvelacknowledgment, Galacstar Content belongs to en.kikistories"Now, let's count the number of people... Ricord." The authoritative voice cfrom above once again.
"A-Alright," a young girl stood up and began counting earnestly.
"Total of 19... Three confirmed casualties, leaving seven... currently unreachable," Ricord whispered.
"Sorry for the delay." Zaafea's voice cut in then, startling the girl.
"Includeand the person behind me," Zaafea said as he pointed toward the entrance, where Talroth and Nash had just walked in.
The moment Nash stepped into the space, he was shocked. Everyone present exuded a powerful aura, elespecially the person who was standing. He, in particular, was giving off an air of unmatched dominance and superiority. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesAt that moment, Galacstar descended once more.
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