"Giant spirit race, Cang Yue, step forward!"
Among the 3,000 neatly positioned giant spirit race warriors, a young giant spirit youth held his head high and took a step forward. "Yes!"
"In this expedition against the nightlord race, you fought bravely and killed twenty-six enemies. You will be rewarded for your merits. This is the Tiger Head Spear. It's yours from now on." Cang Huan raised a ten-meter-long spear with both hands and handed it to Cang Yue.
"After obtaining this spear, you have to continue to kill enemies bravely in the future and not let down the giant spirit race!"
"Thank you, my king! I will definitely defeat enemies and raise the might of the giant spirit race!" Cang Yue shouted excitedly as he held the Tiger Head Spear.
There was a slight commotion among the giant spirit race.
Everyone was excited. To these warriors, obtaining a connate divine weapon was their lifelong wish.
