Boom...
As the column of light, akin to a scorching torrent, slowly dissipated.
The power of the divine projection also gradually vanished in the air, and the steam that had been spread over a dozen kilometers began to gather inward and collapse.
The entire world, intimidated by the divine spirit, was slowly awakening from silence.
Even the distant Flame World Tree, whose flames were suppressed, now bloomed brilliantly and resplendently.
Meanwhile, at the Heroic Spirit Altar Area, Tuck watched the divine spirit leave and stood still, deep in thought.
"So divine spirits also haggle! And they're quite skilled at it too!"
Tuck's offer of 10 Steam Bug Race did not satisfy Demigod Arumov.
And the number that did satisfy Arumov was 50.
"You really have the nerve to ask! And do you have that many Bug Race Queens at your disposal? They are not easy to capture!" Tuck muttered to himself.
The appetite of the divine spirit was larger than Tuck had anticipated.
