Lu Ning walked in the fog for two thousand years. When he emerged, he found the world seemed to be sick.
The sun grew tentacles, the planets were covered in flesh and blood, the moon grew num...
"Me too!"
"..."
The exiled demigods all expressed their opinions.
They realized that Lu Ning, who could use the Pale Crystal so efficiently, would have a future that far exceeded their expectations.
If Lu Ning could be eliminated, perhaps some exiled demigods would be tempted.
However, the problem is that Lu Ning himself possesses two divine artifacts, and his combat power is even comparable to that of a demigod wielding a divine artifact. Moreover, he is immortal!
The only way to best serve the interests of one's own group is to befriend this terrifying and invincible being.
After all, they could tell from their conversation that Lu Ning was reasonable and easy to talk to.
Lu Ning did not show any condescending or oppressive attitude towards his friends.
On the contrary, all the conditions given were reasonable.
Given this, they naturally have no reason to be enemies with Lu Ning.
Just then, the Lightborn Clan Chief slowly said, "Lord Lu Ning, your human race must be in a rather difficult situation facing the invasion of the mist, right? If there is anything we can do to help, please let us know."
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the other exiled demigods lit up.
"If you need any help, please let us know!"
“Before our exile, our people fought against the mist for thousands of years and have some understanding of the evil gods within the mist. Perhaps we can be of help.”
"..."
Looking at the enthusiastic exiled demigods, Yann felt as if he were in a dream.
Behind every demigod here stands a powerful clan!
Such immense power combined far surpasses even human civilization!
Now, they're all vying to help humanity resist the invasion of the mist?
Yann himself never dared to dream of something this beautiful.