Krom was sincere. Lar was looking at that totem in shock. His eyes were red as he extended his hands to touch the totem. The mumbles of countless souls echoed in his ears. After no less than ten minutes, Lar put his hands down and respectfully bowed to the Inheritance Totem.
"Krom, I can't continue fighting, but don't think that I'll surrender to you. The warriors of the Golden Top Tribe never surrender, so don't think I'll submit to you! That'll never happen!"
Lar stuck out his neck, firmly showing his resolution.
Krom indifferently waved his hand.
"Alright, Lar, I understand. We are cooperating, cooperating to rule this wasteland. We are all followers of the Beast Gods, that's more than enough!"
Krom persuaded Lar, and the battle came to an end. Lar had a poor expression, but he didn't refuse to let Krom enter the Golden Top Tribe.
