Tai Long felt something sparingly odd.
'Did the other party aspire to recruit me?
'Subdue a god as a subordinate?'
'It was really… The courage was admirable.'
The god of deception shook his head and stopped thinking about it. It was high enough for him to submit, although the potential of Twilight City was impressive.
Richard must be a master god of a divine system.
Tai Long regained his composure and did not linger any longer. He turned around and stepped into the holy land. He returned from the other side of the spatial gate to the crimson fog-engulfed rotten swamp.
The Naga Plane had already become a chaotic killing ground by seven or eight planes.
Next, more planes would open up channels.
Richard didn't pay much attention to the god of deception. It was enough that he could use this god now. What would happen in the future was up to time.
