Affinity: Chaos

Chapter 1698: Pyro World II

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The group walked past the large door, entering the Pyro Faction. As soon as Grey stepped foot into the Faction, he noticed multiple powerful senses locking onto him. He looked around and saw a few people who some of those senses belonged to. Three youths who were in the Seventh stage of the Sovereign Plane were standing by the side of the gate, and as soon as anyone enters, they'll naturally investigate. Of course, they didn't dare to try this with the Elders and Grands Elders from the Pyrmond Faction, targeting only the youngsters. They didn't expect any of them would be able to sense them, and it was only after they've already attempted it did they notice this.

When the duo saw Grey's gaze, they had shocked expressions on their faces and hastily withdrew their spiritual senses, while nodding gently to Grey.

Grey's gaze didn't hold any ill intent, he didn't even care if these guys were sizing them up. The truth was, with how powerful his spiritual senses was, he had been keeping tabs of everything within a hundred meters radius of himself, so even before these guys sensed him, he had sensed their presence.

There were multiple Seventh stage Sovereigns senses locked on him, and he could also sense a large number of Eighth stage Sovereigns. There's no way to accurately confirm the exact cultivation stages of an Elementalist from just the strength of their spiritual senses, but most Elementalists barely worry about training their mental strength, leaving only a few which are mostly Necromancers and Inscribers or arraymasters. Given the small number of people who could increase their mental strength through other means, predicting the estimated cultivation stages of an Elementalist from just their spiritual senses is quite high.

Just the sheer number of people in the Seventh and Eighth stage took Grey by surprise. He has been to a few top Factions and Families, and he wasn't sure there was this number of Sovereigns present there, much less having so many in the Late stages.

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'These ancient Factions can't be messed with.' He thought inside. There were a few senses he didn't try to investigate, not that he couldn't, but he could tell that these were senses of people in the Ninth stage of the Sovereign Plane at least, and he didn't want to offend anyone of these people.

The group were taken into the Faction grounds, and straight for the Pyro Faction Main Hall. The Pyro Faction Leader and some of the Elders were waiting there for the group.

Inside the Hall.

On the end of the Hall, a set of seats could be seen. The one in the middle being made from gold, different from the others, which clearly represented that of the leader, and then three silver chairs on either side of the golden seat.

Each seat was occupied by people who were all dressed in red robes. There were four ladies, three middle-aged, and one who looked to be in her mid twenties. The remaining three were old men, each sporting white hair and beards.

The old man sitting in the golden chair stood up after the group entered the Hall, "Devereux, I see you have taken the next step."

"Lord Dante." The other Grand Elder that came with the group bowed softly to the old man who stood up from the golden chair.

Grey observed the place, staring at everyone present before them, and he felt his heart race a bit when he tried to sense their cultivation stages. Without a doubt, he knew for sure that all seven people before him were Half God Plane Elementalists. Adding the two Elders, and the other Elder he sensed outside, that's already ten Half God Plane Elementalists. Grey knew there were still a few hidden in the Faction.

He sucked in a deep breath at the show of strength from this ancient Faction. A single Faction having ten Half God Elementalists in the Aurora Continent would be regarded as one of the strongest if not even the strongest. Thinking of the possibilities of all ancient Factions having such strength, he couldn't help but wonder how things were in the ancient times. "Bertram." The old man referred to as Lord Dante turned to Faction Leader Bertram. "Lord Dante, it's an honor to be in your presence." Faction Leader Bertram bowed, accompanied by the rest of the group, including Grand Elder Archibald and Grand Elder Devereux.

Lord Dante glanced through the group, and his eyes shone when he laid them on Grey, a soft smile appeared on his face as he said, "Sit."

"I'll go straight to the point since there's no time to delay, I would like for some of the youths from my Faction to train in the Pyro Faction." Faction Leader Bertram told Lord Dante the purpose of their visit.

Bertram continued, "With the current situation of the world, we have to increase our overall strength, and I hope that you will be willing to extend a helping hand to our members."

"It's only natural to help a friend, especially when it involves our survival as well. There's no issue with bringing your youngsters." Lord Dante readily agreed, he added, "I can see that you brought some bright sparks with you today."

"Yes, Lord Dante." Faction Leader Bertram replied, he paused and asked, "I believe you've heard of Lucas Dawson?"

"Isn't he the boy who became one of the youngest Half Gods a few years back?" Lord Dante gave a questioning look, he wasn't too interested in people who weren't long-time Half God Plane Elementalists, and there were very few new Half Gods that could interest him. He heard the news of a young genius who shocked the outside world a few years ago. To someone like Lord Dante, anything within a thousand years is regarded as a few years back.

"Yes, that person." Faction Leader Bertram knew what Lord Dante was asking and confirmed, "This is his son."

Lord Dante's eyes trailed back to Grey as he let out an "Oh".