Chapter 176 - 163.4 : Tribe Chief (1/2)

A few minutes after following Kieran, they met up with another group led by an elderly man which had the same attire as old Kieran. A colonel was a pretty high position compared to mere soldiers but there were a few ranks higher than that, just like these elderly people. Moreover, it doesn't seem to be easy to reach them as all people who reached that rank were elders, more or less.

Arthur saw four people with the same red robe as Kieran and three of them were elders with the last being a middle-aged Pigolo.

It's pretty hard to guess their age but thanks to his Appraisal, discovering their age was a piece of cake. There was even an old Pigolo who lived for more than a century.

Approximately twenty minutes later, after crossing a few turns and heavily guarded rooms, they finally arrived at a grandiose hall. Twelve pillars stood erect from each side of the hall till the end of it and an extremely large table was at the center of the hall.

There were thirty-six seats around the table and more than half were already taken. From their attire, Arthur was able to guess that they were of a Rank higher than his, even higher than Kieran's as they wore a grey robe with a red hideous face similar to theirs engraved at the back of it.

'Appraisal' was activated and Arthur discovered that all the seated people were all in the Divine Realm. Abel, Arthur and eight other Colonels followed Kieran as they were under his command. The old Pigolo walked to a specific direction and stood behind another elderly Pigolo which had taken one of the thirty-six seats.

Elbel(Race: Pigolo): 3rd Grade Divine Realm.

Age: 84

'Not too strong, still.... an amazing military power.'

Although he was confident in beating any person who didn't ascend to Godhood, he was still amazed by the numerous Divine beings and Immortals this tribe had. This was a desolate land cast out from the rest of the world due to the wall of yang fire, so to build such a grandiose palace, have a humongous army, that's clearly shocking.

This lacks in comparison to the Underworld, where Immortals can be seen everywhere in cities, they are still a power that should not be underestimated.

Arthur was sure that the tribe chief has to be a God and there is the possibility of the presence of more than a God in this tribe. He was not sure that he can escape from so many experts. One Divine Realm cannot hurt him but thirty-six of them along with hundreds of Immortals, adding to that a God, that's not something he can cope with.

....

Except for a few friendly talks, no one dared to talk loudly as the atmosphere was a bit tense and when half an hour passed, all seats were taken except three big red seats at the center of the table.

From the information he got thanks to the Appraisal, Arthur was able to understand the composition of ranks more thoroughly.

One General had five Army Commander under him.

One Army Commander had Ten Colonels under him.

One Colonel had 25 Majors under him.

One Major had 10 Captains under him.

And since there were thirty-six Generals, then there were three hundred and sixty Immortals, if we don't include hidden experts or trump cards that the tribe surely have.

....

At last, footsteps rang in the ears of all present people in the hall, which was followed by an invisible pressure that made the atmosphere tenser. Three silhouettes appeared from the end of the Hall. Calm footsteps, overwhelming presence and godly aura, there were no doubts that the newcomers were Gods.

Despite having the complete confidence in dealing with a Peak Grade God, Arthur still felt a slight pressure. It happened each time he met with a God, this kind of pressure cannot be shaken off with just a raise of stats, it's the aura of superiority, whilst he is still technically a mortal, he has a long lifespan thanks to ascending to the Divine Realm, but it's not endless and one day or another, if he doesn't become a God, he will definitely die of old age. However, a God never dies of old age unless there are special circumstances.

”Hehehe, I apologize for my lateness. My bones are getting old and I have been forced to move a lot these couple of days.”

From the shadows covering most of the hall, an old aged Pigolo accompanied by two other elderly Pigolo strode from afar, heading towards the table.

'Appraisal'