章 644: Uncrowned Clown Of The Ten Fingers Of Solitude

The Seer's sharp eyes scanned the battlefield, her frown deepening as she searched for Chiron.

A moment later, her gaze drifted upward, and she noticed something peculiar—the Heaven Tribulation above was shifting. The dark clouds, heavy with wrathful intent, were moving slowly but deliberately in a direction far ahead.

Her attention snapped back to the ground. There, faint pools of shadow were evaporating, disappearing one by one like ink drying under the sun. A soft chuckle escaped her lips, growing into a mocking laugh. "You can't run, Chiron," she declared, her voice echoing across the shattered landscape. "Not from the heavens, and certainly not from me."

She turned to the remaining gold rankers and demi-gods, her tone commanding. "After him! Follow the wrath of the heavens—it'll lead us straight to that coward."