Sebastian’s appearance stunned not only Magnus but also everyone else present.
Magnus had confidently declared that Sebastian was dead. However, there was Sebastian, still alive and well, having just killed a man with a single puff of smoke, shocking everyone in attendance.
Reactions varied. Some were angry, some were terrified, and some were overjoyed. The former Elders of Supreme Nexus and the various Gods of War were particularly uneasy, with many feeling deep regret.
A significant number of them had pledged loyalty to Magnus because they believed the false news of Sebastian’s death. Now, the sight of Sebastian being alive left these traitors at a loss.
No one’s rage was more than Yvette’s.
She had finally come to terms with Sebastian’s supposed death, only to find out it was all for nothing.
In contrast, Lillian was so overjoyed that tears of happiness streamed down her face.
She had unknowingly fallen in love with Sebastian long ago. Even their divorce had been forced upon her.
She felt immense guilt toward Sebastian and had been devastated when she thought he was dead. Seeing him safe and sound now filled her with indescribable joy.
“This can’t be! It’s impossible! Mr. Spark himself told me Sebastian was dead. You must be an imposter!” Magnus pointed at Sebastian, his eyes brimming with killing intent, though a trace of fear lingered deep within them.
During the supreme banquet, Magnus had doubted Sebastian’s authenticity, but events had proven otherwise.
“Oh, Magnus.” Sebastian wore a small smile. “Your eyesight must be failing. You’ve been with me for years, and yet, you can’t even tell if I’m the real deal.”
Gina stepped beside Sebastian and sternly rebuked Magnus, “Magnus, you have committed a grave offense by rebelling against your superior. You must kneel and beg for forgiveness from the Supreme One!”
Lord Drakaria also moved to Sebastian’s other side before he pointed at the group of Elders and Gods of War. “And you traitors! Why aren’t you on your knees yet?”
Unsure of what to do, the Elders and the Gods of War exchanged anxious glances.
They had already betrayed Sebastian and sworn allegiance to Magnus. If they now knelt before Sebastian, they feared what punishment from Magnus might await them.
Moreover, the current strength of Magnus’ faction was formidable. If they submitted to
Sebastian and he lost, they would have to face Magnus’ wrath.
However, if they refused to kneel, only to have Sebastian emerge victorious, they would be doomed.
Caught in a dilemma, they found themselves paralyzed, unable to decide. The best strategy was to wait and see, letting others make the first move.
After all, these people’s power should not be underestimated; whichever side they chose to support would gain a significant advantage.
Magnus, worried that these fair-weather allies might waver, quickly shouted, “Everyone, do not fear! He is an imposter. So what if he were the real Supreme One? My power is now equal to his. We have dozens of grandmasters on our side, while they have only three or four. What is there to fear?”
“That’s right. We have plenty of experts here. If we attack together, we can wipe them out in less than five minutes!” Elsa agreed coldly.
A conflicted glint appeared in Sebastian’s eyes. “Elsa, I can understand others betraying me, but you… Your betrayal is something I cannot comprehend.”
