Chapter 246 245: Calista
"You want the world's core."
The instant those words left The Clown's lips, the already stifling atmosphere became worse.
The atmosphere was one of eerie silence, interrupted only by the faint murmurs and gasps of those gathered. The setting, a once-grand occasion to have a meeting with the seven Divine beings, now felt suffocating, as if the air itself had thickened with the weight of the events that had unfolded.
In the sea of the Underworld officials, there were five individuals whose presence invoked a feeling of... mysticism.
These five individuals were at the forefront of the Underworld officials, and no Underworld official dared to stay in a 100m radius of the five individuals.
If not for the presence of the five divine beings, the presence of these five individuals would have taken the attention of every single being in this grand hall.
Well, except The Clown.
The person at the foremost left was a male who sports a rugged beard that frames his square jawline. His hazel eyes held a mischievous glint, contrasting with his otherwise serious demeanor.
This man was known as The Timeless Artisan. He was known as the creator and architect of the of the Underworld.
Next to the Timeless Artisan was a female. She had a unique birthmark in the shape of a crescent moon on her left temple, blending seamlessly with her olive skin. Her short, curly black hair accentuated her vibrant, expressive eyes.
lightsΝοvel.cοm This person was known as the The Whispering Scholar, an Underworld official that loved to unlock the mysteries of forgotten civilizations with a fervor that borders obsession.
Next to the Whispering Scholar was a male. He had an intricate tattoo of an old-fashioned compass etched on his left forearm, intertwining with his olive skin. His wavy blue hair fell casually over his forehead, barely covering his deep blue eyes.
His aura mirrored the fluidity of the seas. His eyes reflected the depth of oceanic mysteries, and his movements flowed like the undulating tides. Clad in robes reminiscent of aquatic hues. He possessed the water and prophecy.
He was known as the Aquatic Seer. The person in charge of observing the fate of the Underworld, and certain parts of New Earth.
Standing beside the Aquatic Seer was a man whose stature resembled the steadfastness of the mountains. His gaze exuded the resilience of unyielding stone, and his every step resonated with the solidity of the earth. Clad in armor that echoed the terrain, he appeared as a guardian of stability, possessing the power to manipulate the very bedrock beneath the feet of men.
This man was known as The Earthbound Sentinel. He was the guardian of the Underworld. The person who protected the Underworld from the attacks of outside forces.
The last person was a female, whose most distinctive feature was her naturally two-toned hair- half jet black and half platinum blonde, styled in an asymmetrical bob. Her bright blue eyes stood out against her unconventional hair color.
Her blue eyes contained wisdom that was soul stirring, and a boundlessness that made one to feel... inferior.
This woman was none other than the Manager of the Emporium, Calista.
Although, the beauty of the manager could cause Empires and Kingdoms to rise and fall, the manager's current expression was one of anger and disbelief.
'What's wrong with that mad man?'
The manager had a scowl on her face as she could feel the immense pressure that was radiated by the seven divine beings.
Although, she could not see the faces of the seven divine beings, she could sense shock, disbelief, and killing intent from the seven figures.
'First, he angers The Arcane Hierophant by mocking Silas who was one of The Arcane Hierophant's favorite students. And now, he dares to spill their goals to the public.'
'Doesn't he fear death?'
The manager clicked her tongue in anger as she looked at The Clown who exuded an aura of confidence and fearlessness.
'Just because he killed Silas, he's grown cocky.'
[Hey Calista. Aren't you wondering how this hybrid knows the goal of the Divines.]
A mental transmission flowed into the manager's mind, and she glanced at the Whispering Scholar, Lysander.n/(OvelB1n
[Honestly, I'm not too surprised about that. That hybrid has too many oddities.]
Calista replied as she looked at The Clown.
Ever since they heard of the death of Silas at the hands of The Clown, the five of them were shocked.
Silas was one of the strongest, if not the strongest amongst them, and they could not fathom how The Clown had successfully killed him.
Having the position of the director of the Underworld was not something that was given. But something that was earned.
The five tier 6's had the intention of killing The Clown, but to the extreme shock of every one of them, The Clown was able to take control of the main formations of the Underworld.
The person who was the most shocked amongst them was the Timeless Artisan, the man who had regarded the Underworld as his baby and life's work.
Controlling the main formations of the Underworld was meant to be an impossible feat for The Clown, since the Timeless Artisan had placed several security measures to make sure not just anybody could control the formations.
But to the Timeless extreme shock and anger, The Clown had done so, and he wanted nothing more than to kill The Clown for sullying his greatest creation.
With the main formations of the Underworld in the control of The Clown, they could not kill The Clown. They had no other choice but to stay their hands, and wait for their superiors to take action.
Asides from the fact that The Clown did the impossible by controlling the main formations of the Underworld, Calista and the rest had noticed a lot of oddities in The Clown.
They called him a hybrid because they could sense a lot of strange bloodlines in his body. These bloodlines should have destroyed The Clown's body thoroughly.
The Clown made some strange decisions, which some would consider stupid and crazy, but in a way, was also smart.
There we so many oddities about The Clown, and it disturbed the five a lot.
To Calista, The Clown was a smart psychopath. A trait, which unnerved her deeply.
'He's a very dangerous individual that needs to be killed.'