He spoke as if he was just casually complaining, and then said, "I asked her to save you. But she said if you can't even overcome this crisis on your own, then you don't deserve to be a deity."
"Even if you become a deity again, you'd still just be prey for other deities."
Larilo's gaze was profound.
'It's her... it's her tone.'
Qiu Tu, "She also told me that you're now just a wisp of soul and consciousness, with little value left. Whether it's your abilities, strength, or status, all have dissipated like smoke. You're just like trash."
Larilo's crimson gaze narrowed slightly.
'It's her...'
Qiu Tu continued, "Lastly, I'm not sure if I misunderstood, but she voluntarily told me the method for you to regain your strength... or rather, the way for all beings to improve their strength."
