Klarence Stronghold, main hall of Pantheon's guild headquarters. Godking sat on his throne, looking over the various reports coming in.

The top experts of Pantheon were gathered here, several dozen in total. They were all quietly chatting about something.

“Boss, Autumn Gust just sent an update. The Blood Reaver Corps is already on their way toward Nirvana Flame,” a Thief whispered into Godking’s ear.

“The Blood Reaver Corps are pretty quick. But if Blood Devil thinks they can take down Nirvana Flame, he’s going to be sorely disappointed.” Godking chuckled.

“I heard Blood Devil has a trump card up his sleeve.”

“Nirvana Flame isn’t that easy to kill. Let the two fight,” Godking said, showing no faith in Blood Devil whatsoever. ”How’s Autumn Gust doing? Has he made any progress?”

“He’s managed to find the real life identities of three of the members of the Blood Reaver Corps.”

“Not bad, have him continue,” Godking said. As early as nine months ago, Autumn Gust had fallen under his control. He relayed back all information,...