During the time when The Clown exposed the goal of the seven Divines to the present Underworld officials, only two seconds had passed.
The thoughts of Calista and the telepathic communication between Calista and Lysander the Whispering Scholar was so quick to the point that a beings below the mystic realm could not fathom.
Two seconds was a lot of time for beings like them who were tier 6. Talk less of the Divines who were in a tier they could only dream of.
[Hey Calista. Do you think the Divines would kill that physchopath.]
Lysandra's voice echoed in Calista's mind, and without looking at her, Calista shook her head.
[Oh? Why do you say so?]
Lysandra asked with an expression laced with curiosity.
[Pride and confidence. The seven Divines are very prideful.]
[Even though they know that the hybrid has a plan. They have so much confidence in themselves to destroy every single one of his plans.]