That statement, more than anything, silenced the hall, whose members valued nothing more than benefits, and if events would shape the way everyone here was expecting it to, then losing out in the next ten thousand years of plunder would be a painful loss.
Besides, they all knew they were not the only ones eyeing the seat on the Covenant, and many of their peers would kill to become part of this group, and most of them knew they were here because of the sacrifices they made, and they would not give up the benefits that should come their way because of minor politics.
Arlushan continued, “There are many workings of fate being stirred and my father has requested for Covenant to brace for a storm and an upcoming opportunity the likes never seen before. Khoron I am sure the Demon God would soon reach across to you, as we have suddenly been pushed towards a Threshold, and the Originator of this change is among us. What is coming was foretold to happen a long time down the road, two million years from now. Such a large deviation is… disturbing.”
Arlushan paused and looked around, the full effects of his words beginning to sink into the consciousness of the members of the Covenant. If this matter had reached the sight of Supreme beings like the Demon God, Ruler of the Great Abyss and the Mage Supreme, Ruler and Creator of Solaris Mundus then this was beyond what they first supposed it to be.
Even the members of the Covenant did not understand the true dimension of this war, and it was a humbling thought to say the least.
The Rulers of Supreme Worlds stood at the peak of creation, and had existed for far longer than even this existing Universe, for only a Supreme World could survive the destruction and entropy that would come to all universes at a time in the far off future.
For Authorities of this level, the matters that could draw their gaze were pivotal moments that could shift the course of the Universe, and now they had spoken. Their sights were beginning to shift towards this conflict on Trion.
Arlushan, seeing the solemn nature of the members of the Covenant, nodded and continued, “It is imperative we truly understand the nature of what happened, and all the participants of the matter should speak and show the Covenant all that transpired that day. Ohrox would also be summoned, forcibly if the need arises, to lay the matter before the Covenant. Fiona you shall begin, tell us, what led you to the point of interest that laid waste to dozens of worlds and pushed the war to a threshold.”
She nodded and began speaking…
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Inside the Palace made of wood, the gods of Trion proceeded towards a grand hall that had eight thrones.
The thrones were floating over a series of golden branches that let out pleasant scenting yellow fog which was a diluted form of Ambrosia that spread around the throne room, making the air sparkle with a bright glow like many burning stars, thereby transforming the throne room into a celestial marvel.
From the many massive windows in the Palace, you could see the entire Empire, from the three hundred plus worlds of the Empire to the Infernal Gates of the Abyss and the Great Sun of the Magus World.
The throne room was similar to those of the Covenant, but it revealed more details and truths about the universe, and even though Elysium was located on Trion, it was not truly so, for it was also located outside the planet, as the massive wooden palace outside Trion was linked to the Palace here in Elysium.
The gods of Trion proceeded to their thrones, which sat lower than the singular massive throne at the forefront. The arrangements of the thrones made it seem like the gods were subjects before their king, which was not a distant description of reality.
This was the Palace of the God King. .
Their thrones were of different colors and spewed fantastical lights and Aura, but those of the God King were made from wood, dull green wood that appeared to be slightly rotten. The Throne was more than fifty feet across and appeared to be made from a single piece of wood.
The maker had not taken any particular care to design an elaborate throne, it came across as if an axe had been roughly used to hewn through the enormous wood. They made a basic seating slab, but it was undeniable that the strength emitted by the throne was palpable, for its Aura was unfathomable.
A completely armored figure rested on the throne, and from all appearances the figure appeared to be dead, for pale white bones peeked through the armor, but a single glance at the eyes of the armored figure would place that observation aside, for the eyes of the God King was yellow and filled with the light of madness.
Those eyes were set in a rotten face that was more bone than flesh, and for a million years he had never blinked, set by his side was a great white sword made from bone that had veins on its blade which you could easily see blood flowing through it, apart from that bizarre imprint it was a plain-looking double-edged greatsword that was nine feet long.
This greatsword was known as the Gaping Undoer …
A weapon beyond all other, having killed more gods and immortals than any weapon in the galaxy. Golgoth weapon of war. This fearsome weapon could cut through anything, and anything it cut would die. A small nick was all that it needed to kill even immortals.
This weapon had a famed history and for countless years the rest of the gods had been trying to find it equal ever since with no success, and it was one of the crowning pillars of Golgoth reign, for whenever he took up the sword, an immortal was sure to perish.
The gods barely had time to settle before the hoarse voice of Golgoth echoed in the hall, sounding like a talking corpse, “What is the status of your vaults?”