Seeming to notice the commotion, Mikhail looked suspiciously at Reynolds, "Did you do sothing?"
"What?" Reynolds looked bewildered, while Mikhail’s chanical pupil rotated slightly.
From what he knew, this brute must be hiding sothing from him.
But since their technical levels were about the sa, he couldn’t find any traces for a while.
"This is not a joke..." Mikhail intended to say a few more words of caution: "There are too many people involved, too many entanglents. If anything unexpected happens..."
Reynolds interrupted, eyes directed toward the entrance of the hall: "People from the Three Civilizations are here."
The slightly somber discussions around them fell silent.
In the hall, several figures filed in, all exuding a fierce aura, each of different races.
The first to enter was a three-ter-tall ice-blue giant, with sturdy limbs and white beard flowing down to his chest, even his pupils were ice blue.
After he entered, it seed that the temperature in the hall dropped quite a bit.
"The Frost Lord, King of Frost—Nokes, from the Star Alliance."
"..."
"..."
Behind him, there followed several life forms, all with indifferent expressions, totaling eight people.
And those unofficial X Level life forms who arrived earlier were now all looking solemn.
These were X Level life forms from the Three Civilizations, and they were all quite powerful.
Most of them were promising seeds discovered from allied or subsidiary civilizations, and gradually grew under the cultivation of the Three Civilizations.
And only after accepting their restrictive asures could they evolve to the current level.
These people ford their own circle, their temperant incompatible with the unofficial X Level life forms, and they weren’t interested in talking to others.
This group had different growth experiences, being nurtured by civilization all the way, never lacking resources, mostly focusing on evolution, with no need to develop any other forces.
At the sa ti, they looked down on rogue X Level life forms.
"All are ones who’ve stepped on the path to Ultimate Life Forms..." A high-level life form swallowed, "They didn’t co with good intentions. Are the Three Civilizations really planning to reshuffle?"
The person beside him sneered softly: "You didn’t think it was fake, did you? Internal mbers can now directly buy evolution resources for the Ultimate Path from the Three Civilizations, how could they allow others to control this organization."
"Doesn’t that make us vassals of the Three Civilizations?"
"It’s not bad to group together early. Who knows what big ga the Three Civilizations are playing. As long as we can buy the relevant resources, it’s fine. My second superpower developnt is stuck at A Level, and I heard that the Federation has ’Transmutation Crystals’ that can stimulate superpower evolution, which were never sold externally before..."
"What if it’s just a gimmick?" Soone couldn’t help but worry.
Soone naturally said, "If it’s just a gimmick, we can just opt-out and we won’t lose anything either."
"...All old acquaintances..." Reynolds’s face was displeased; among this group, there were those who had conflicts with him in the past.
So of them also kept looking over with unfriendly expressions.
After these official high-level life forms arrived, the factions in the hall beca distinct, official and unofficial, not disturbing each other.
Except for Mikhail and Reynolds, who did not belong to any faction.
"Gusta has descended..."
Not long after, a voice ca, and Mikhail instinctively turned to look, only to see a figure suddenly appear not far away, it was indeed Gusta.
"It’s not even a virtual projection, he cares quite a bit." Reynolds remarked in surprise.
Quite a few people had already gathered around him, each greeting, "Lord Gusta, long ti no see..."
In the unofficial X Level life form faction, Gusta definitely belonged to the top tier, arguably the top among the top.
People like this usually didn’t end well, often disappearing mysteriously.
However, Gusta remained low-key, establishing the Black Hole Hall, only attracting talents.
He didn’t have a strong presence in the interstellar realm and rarely opposed the Three Civilizations openly, vaguely keeping in touch with the Black Hole Network, hence he’s been stable over the years.
When many high-level life forms present hadn’t evolved to this level, Gusta was already high above, so naturally, no one dared to underestimate him.
Besides the official X Level life form group, there was, of course, Reynolds.
"Gusta..." Reynolds stared at that silhouette unhappily, "This coalhead, one day he’ll get his couppance."
"That’s all ancient history now." Mikhail frowned, finding Reynolds’s long-term grudges hard to understand.
"You can forget, but I can’t." Reynolds snorted coldly.
He spoke without scruples, and Gusta seed to hear, turning his head slightly nodding.
Reynolds snorted coldly, Mikhail nodded in acknowledgnt but didn’t go over to greet Gusta, remaining standing in place.
Soon after Gusta arrived, other council seat mbers also descended in forms of virtual projections. Those appearing more popular than Gusta was none other than Anatoli.
A significant portion of the X Level life forms present had attended Anatoli’s Dinner at Dusk, beginning to chat and greet each other, the atmosphere seed lively and harmonious.
"The two Divine Craftsn are here too?" Anatoli’s virtual projection approached.
"Lord Anatoli, long ti no see." Mikhail nodded in response, Reynolds also gave a slight nod.
"Indeed, it has been a long ti. Last ti, when the Dinner at Dusk invited you two, and neither of you ca." Anatoli laughed.
"No way, had things to deal with." Mikhail said casually.
Mikhail didn’t want to say much more and went to chitchat with his old friend, the Dwarf King.
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