Kapitel 490: Elder Council

Prometheus was pleased that his vice-general was finally getting the picture. 

"What's the matter? You can just tell me straight up. It's only the two of us here anyway."

"If there's anything you want to say, just say it. In any case, no one will know that we're talking in this place."

The vice-general nodded. 

"I'm thinking that, given what the Knights of the Round Table are doing, the red flame divine spores will end up being activated anyway."

Right now, the myriad races felt that these red spores were harmless, as they were dormant. However, when more and more moons fell, and the red spores became denser and more widespread, fear would gradually emerge in their hearts.

When that happened, once the Heavenly Dao became dense enough, the activated red spores would begin to take in the emotion of fear and manifest its demonic nature. Once that happened, the disaster would be irreversible.

When Prometheus heard this, he nodded.