Chapter 446 Makari's Plan

The remaining Eternals include Circe, Phaistos, as well as Makari and the Druids, who were unaware that Ikaris had also been attacked.

They are still thinking of a solution at the moment.

Cersi and Phaistos were the ones who were determined to stop the gods, while Macari planned to stay and help. The druids stayed because of Macari.

"So, just a few of us can prevent our creator from being born?" Although the druid stayed, it did not mean that he agreed with Cersei's idea.

In his opinion, no matter what Circe and the others did, it was all in vain and useless.

Festus did think of a way, but it was quickly rejected.

At this time, Sersi suggested: "If we have no other options, why not go to the Illuminati."

"After all, they all have to protect the Earth, and this is also Ajak's order."

"The Illuminati?" The druid sneered. "Those mortals? What else can they do besides playing power games and pursuing fame and fortune? We can't do that, so what use can they be?"

The druid's prejudice against humans made him full of disdain for the Illuminati.

"I think what Cersei said is useful, but we can't give up. I will stay and study to see if there is any way. You go find the Illuminati." Festus gave a reasonable solution.

Makari on the side seemed to have something to say, but after hesitating for a while, he did not say it after all. He just nodded to show that he agreed with Festus' proposal.

"Then Makari, you stay here with Festus. I'll go to the Illuminati by myself." After saying this, Circe turned and left without hesitation.

Phaistos immediately plunged into busy research. He flipped through mountains of books. Every page carried the weight of history, and every line of words might be the key to unlocking the mystery of the Sealed God.

Makari stood aside, her eyes sometimes falling on the busy figure of Festus, and sometimes looking at the distant and mysterious forest outside the window. Her heart was full of contradictions and struggles. She knew that she had the responsibility to protect her people, but at the same time she was full of curiosity and awe for the unknown organization of the Illuminati.

The druid sat silently behind Makari, his eyes as sharp as torches, always watching Makari's every move.

Although he didn't say anything, his deep concern and worry were evident in his words.

After a while, Makari seemed to have finally made a decision. She took a deep breath, her eyes became firm and resolute, and then she quietly walked out of the room, as if she was going to find an answer that only she knew.

"Where are you going?" Just as Makari was about to step out of the door, a deep and powerful voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

Although Makare couldn't hear any sound, she could clearly feel a hand gently patting her shoulder.

When she turned around, what came into view was the druid's gentle and deep face. His eyes were full of understanding and tolerance, as if he had already seen through everything in Makari's heart.

When Makari saw this, he felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart, but at the same time he was a little flustered, like a child who had made a mistake and was eager to explain his behavior.

So she quickly gestured and used sign language to tell the druid that she didn't want to do anything, she just wanted to get some fresh air.

However, the druid just smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of trust and encouragement.

He used sign language: "Makari, you are the bravest girl I have ever met. No matter what you want to do, just do it. I will always stand by you and support you."

"I guess you want to go to Hell's Kitchen now," the druid continued to gesture. Makari's eyes widened, full of surprise and curiosity, as if to say, "How did you know?"

Her eyes were filled with a mixture of embarrassment at being seen through and admiration for the druid's insight.

"Although I don't think that mortal named Chen Ye can help you much, but if you have made up your mind and want to find him, I will accompany you no matter what."

The druid smiled, his gestures gentle yet firm, every movement revealing his unconditional support and trust for Makari.

There was an indescribable warmth in his smile, which gradually calmed Makari's uneasiness.

In the druid's heart, there was a voice echoing: no matter what crisis the world faced, even if the real doomsday came, he hoped to fight side by side with Makari and face it together.

This emotion transcends words and is deeply imprinted in his soul.

Makare really wanted to go to Hell's Kitchen to find Wanda and the others, tell them about this and ask them for help.

But she hadn't told anyone she had the disease, or that she lived in Hell's Kitchen.

He didn't understand why the druid knew?

What Makare didn't know was that during the previous period of time, the druid had actually been paying attention to her.

Of course, I also know what Macari wants to do. Macari has been living in Hell's Kitchen for more than ten years.

Not long ago, I joined the Hell's Kitchen Library as an administrator.

In this situation, Makari can only go to Chen Ye for help.

No matter how you look at it, Chen Ye has some conflicts with Ikaris, so it's normal that Makari didn't say it directly.

Makari still felt deeply guilty for not stopping Chen Ye from helping Ikaris, which resulted in Ikaris' arm being broken by Chen Ye.

In fact, the druid was also present at the time, but it really couldn't be blamed on Macari. Even if it was a druid, he didn't think he could have stopped it, and of course he wouldn't have helped.

The only thing to blame is Ikaris' arrogance.

Although the druid looked down on Chen Ye, if there was anyone who could save the earth, it would probably be Chen Ye alone.

However, Druid is not very optimistic about Chen Ye's strength, but she will definitely support whatever Makare wants to do.

"Let's go, let's go to Hell's Kitchen." The druid gestured with his hands and used sign language to tell Macari to go together.

"Let me see if the Chen Ye you expect can stand up to your trust."