Chapter 489: Congregation II (1/2)
On the plateau, there was the Twenty-Six Thrones and Circular Meeting Table on its middle. But using a white cloth, the strongest Experts of the Universe drank on the ground with food and drinks brought by each family as though they were in a family reunion.
Covering their faces, Butler Sun and Chang Ping could not bear looking at Wang Ling's eyes. ;
”…Butler Sun… care to explain... please?” Wang Ling did not understand why these Drunks were here. Cluelessness and the inability to think about any rational reasoning to make his thoughts plausible did not come about.
Wang Ling just stood there, stupefied waiting for Butler Sun's explanation, ”Butler Sun?”
”A-ahem, well… you see, about thirteen thousand years ago when the first Congregation of the Major Powers was held, it somehow turned into a drinking party that lasted for three days. And it had been like this for the past millennia. It became tradition to loosen the atmosphere by drinking alcohol in the first day of the Congregation.”
”if that is true then how come the others seem to treat this occasion as an ill.u.s.trious event? Why are the common Experts treating this like it's some kind of formal event when… the people who attend it are like… this?”
”Well, because the Major Powers does not want to change the tradition. Also, only the Family Heads and one accompaniment could go here at a time. Also, most of the time, only the successors are brought here by their Families. When Lord Wang Hong became the Family Head, he also kept it a secret, the same with his son, the current Family Head…”
”So, no one talked about it outside their circle?”
”No because that would cause an outrage having them lose the trust of the people. But then, why didn't they just stop it altogether? You might ask. To answer that, it's because even these people have to blow off steam after continuously fighting Demons for millennia.” ;
Dang Gu raised his cups at them, shouting, ”Ah! Great Elder Sun! You are here as well!? That's good, that's good! Come one, let us drink! Come on, come on! Mu Wei brought five hundred barrels of Immortal Seven Wonders Wine from the Insane Spear! Hmm? Who are those behind you? Those wings, a Devil? Oh, it's Elder Kareem! Gahaha! Why didn't you say you were coming?”
”Elder Kareem? Oh, shit, he's right! Everyone, it's Elder Kareem!” an elven woman from the Mu Family heard Dang Gu and called out to everyone seeing the Devil Emperor came. She was Mu Bei, the Family Head of the Elven Mu Family.
The others who heard them snapped out of their drunken stupor. It was easy to distinguish the older ones from the younger generation. The drunks bowed sloppily while the young ones brought to the Congregation were courteous more so than their parents… it was a surreal sight to behold.
In this Era could one become a Hermit? Someone who stays in a mountain in silence? Theoretically, yes, but that's only if one suffers immense damages to the body and spirit like the Ancestors and becomes unable to fight.
The strong may be able to live in leisure, but the strongest people could not. Their every action would lead to the death or survival of thousands if not millions or billions, they were the strongest thus they have the greatest responsibility.
To be a Major Power does not mean to be strong in terms of attack power, no, it meant to be strong as a unit that could lead the entirety of the Cosmos. In their midst no one could be evil, their numbers must be limited so the idea of internal conflict would not arise, and every ten years the Family Heads would be going to the battlefield cleaning up Abyssal Demons.