章節 280: The Consequences of Anatol's Hatred

Within the Celestial Church's headquarters, the thirty-six Celestial elders surrounded Anatole, none wearing a smiling face. On this occasion, even his kinsmen, the Wirth sun spirits didn't stand on his side.

"Anatol, as the leader of the Celestial Church, you failed to consider the big picture, and surrendered the church's mightiest artifact to an outsider, all for the sake of retrieving your son!

Good. You now have his corpse. Are you satisfied?"

The great elder "inquired" in a mocking tone. But the mourning Anatol paid him no heed. His eyes peered into the distance, and only his back faced his peers. Taking his silence as a sign of weakness, the great elder carried on.

"Under your leadership, we first lost our footing in the Holy Continent. Then, we lost more than ninety percent of our forces beneath the Divine Rank. And finally, we lost our strongest artifact.