Chapter 640

"Mr. Sanders… Mr. Sanders…" Perseus yelled out for Alex, but he received no response. A breeze rushed in from the window and calmed the former down a little. The Seven Stars box and the Seven Stars of the North—the Dubhe, Merak, Phecda, Megrez, Alioth, Mizar, and Alkaid—what about Alex's Eternos? Was his organization part of the deal? Why would Logan have the Seven Stars box? What was its function? Countless questions forced their way into Perseus' mind, but no one could give him the answer. All of a sudden, his phone rang and interrupted his thoughts. It was Mariteus. "What is it? Speak," Perseus said in a deep voice. "Are you at Neptuna now, Mr. Perseus? I have some vital intel for you. Also, I have the steroid tonic you asked for. Is it convenient for you to come here right now?" Meriteus responded hurriedly. "I'll be waiting for you at the private room Equinox in the Royal Brew." The moment he heard the phrase "vital intel", Perseus' brows knitted tightly as he hung up the