"That's not right," the old man said, smiling at Calamity again. "Who told you our Lord is gone? Their king is still alive, so how could our Lord have perished?"
Calamity froze. His hair, which had been blazing with Golden Flame, instantly faded to white and went limp. "What did you just say?" he asked, bewildered.
The old man chuckled. "A while ago, I did receive a report from our spies that the king over there is still alive. At the time, I felt just as you do. After all, with an enemy of that caliber, we are no match. But then, just recently, the Lord's Chaos Supreme Treasure suddenly emanated a powerful will. I happened to be right there, and this will delivered an astonishing message—the Lord is alive as well."
The corner of Calamity's mouth twitched violently twice. This emotional whiplash left his heart reeling. Veins bulged on his forehead as he said, his tone dangerously playful, "So... you're saying you were messing with me just now, you old fossil?"
