Chapter 2484

2484 - The Keeper

Middle Sector 80—Behemoth Galaxy of the Keeper

This was a place unknown whether it was a throne hall or a vast library…

The walls were pillars reaching up to an open sky; clouds could be seen threading through the books on the upper shelves, and rows of books could also be seen higher than the clouds.

Anyone who focused a little would find those books moving… flying from their place on the shelf, ascending to a new place on a higher shelf or descending to a place closer to the ground, like a giant beehive that never rests—except for the books near the ground, the nearest 50 rows for instance; those barely moved compared to what was happening above.

As for the sprawling floor, it was not filled with luxurious seats or platforms for discussing plans and agreements… rather, there were cubes emerging from the ground—black cubes with a glass cube atop them, in the center of which was a book or a crystalline information sphere.

Only those who had come here before and tried touching one of them knew the intensity of the protection imposed on each of those cubes, even if they did not know what those books contained… but whatever was inside, it was worth entire empires at the very least.

And amidst all of this stood a person, or a thing…

Taller than the normal human average, extremely thin, his skin dry like tree bark and his mouth small and cracked, with a single glowing eye dominating half his face… He is the Behemoth of the Fundamental Preservation Law, Amat, the only Behemoth from the Trent creatures.

At this moment… Amat was watching the ten war Broadcasts side by side.

His single eye did not move right or left, yet it was clear he could see everything, and analyze everything in calm silence.

This war in Mid Sector 90 is not far from him, and it includes support from Behemoths near him — for example, the Behemoth in Sector 76 sent support… but he did not send any.

He is the only Behemoth in this region who has not participated in any form with any side.

All his sons and disciples told him that after the horde finishes off Robin Burton and his followers, they might turn back to eliminate them in a surge of rage, or at least they might impose sanctions on them for not participating… but he refused and continued watching.

Saying that he does not trust Qarun's history.

Is Robin Burton the absolute evil as is being promoted about him? He does not know; Robin Burton has always been an extremely mysterious person.

His absolute love for gathering information and preserving archives made him bring all known history to Robin, especially his known period within Starlight Dawn Academy, but he found nothing except that he was a vengeful, self-made man of extreme arrogance and formidable intelligence, and that he truly followed the entity called The All-seeing God…

This applies to the claims against him, for a person with such characteristics would do anything to finish his mission.

But he is also a person who stood his ground before The Tyrant, the Council of Thrones, and the Syndicate, and decided to fight… whatever his intentions, this deserves respect.

Who will win the war also doesn't matter; all that matters is that Robin Burton's followers resist fiercely and weaken the bastards of the Syndicate and their allies so they won't think of harassing him later and will be content to lick their wounds.

Until this moment they are doing an excellent job…

It is almost the eighth day of the war and they are still holding firm, Marlik the Butcher is still shackled and can do nothing, and Son of Destruction Hedrick has not yet moved, neither he nor 250 combat emperors…

They are good, and they may indeed be able to weaken their opponents as he hopes, but…

Their loss is certain.

Especially if Interas and the Syndicate use the Great Space Gates to send more reinforcements.

This war could last for years, destroying both sides, after which The Archon would send two hundred additional Law Dominators to wipe everyone out… It's over.

The end of this war is that simple.

Qarun cannot send more support… He has already sent all the Heads of the Stellar Academies he helped, and he holds favors over them, or has leverage against them. He no longer has anyone but his twelve disciples to mobilize whenever he wishes.

The rest of the Heads of the Stellar Academies are not foolish enough to join what they know is a personal war without an extremely large price—a price Qarun, in his intense greed, would not be willing to pay.

As for The Syndicate and Interas, they still have many followers and cards to play.

The Syndicate has so far mobilized everyone they could without destabilizing the cosmic balance of power. The Archon and the Butcher do not want to trade the gains of war for the loss of control over sectors. If it happened that Robin Burton used the Emperors Killer and the Son of Destruction to reap the heads of many of The Syndicate's followers, their prestige would be destroyed and their dominance would fall.

And those two are capable of doing exactly that, without a doubt, in the moments before their deaths…

But the Archon and the Butcher still held this card — the card of flooding everything they had and accepting whatever the result might be in the end… and this was the greatest danger to Robin Burton and his followers.

As for the Tyrant, he had not fully unleashed the arrows of hostility. Even today, he still allowed some of the Shadow Swords and some of Robin's followers to move through the Great Space Gates. Even after the appearance of those strange passages used by Robin Burton's agents, they still had to use the Great Gates to exit to sectors beyond 90 and 117.

And Interas was allowing some of them to use them!

But Interas could at any moment completely forbid it and demand an explanation for the strange passages that appeared under Robin Burton, and attack him for them… then another catastrophe would unfold, for no one knew the true extent of the Tyrant's power.

Also—

Kshsh

"Hmm?" Amat's eye blinked.

At that moment, the broadcast changed. All ten telescopes disappeared, replaced by a person sitting calmly on a chair.

"What is happening? Have you failed at something?" Amat asked to the side in a creaky voice.

"No, Your Majesty, it is the Soul Society!!" the ten Trents replied in unison, all their eyes glowing as they used themselves as a medium to display the live broadcast of reality.

"Soul Society did it?" Amat turned back to look at the new broadcast in astonishment, "...These specifications aren't unfamiliar to me..."

Then his eyes opened as wide as they could when he heard:

[...Your Excellency His Majesty Robin Burton, hehe, even if you ordered everyone not to gather today, I'll still come to you anyway!]

"Robin Burton decided to appear?!" Amat shouted.