As your gaze met the eyeball within the sphere, its pupil also glared back at you, and you immediately felt your body become heavy. An ethereal gold chain gradually formed around you, weighing you down as if you were filled with lead, making every movement incredibly difficult.
After about ten seconds, you were thoroughly petrified by the eye and rooted to the spot, unable to move a muscle.
"What does this mean? I've dedicated everything to Caesar, why do you treat me like this?" you 'angrily' questioned the three while looking at them.
"Looks like it's the former, a rich fool!" The three of them mocked upon hearing your words.
"What do you mean? Aren't you followers of Caesar? Do you or do you not have a way to resurrect Caesar?"
Mu You seized the opportunity to ask this, his most pressing concern; he still hadn't figured out the true nature of this organization.
