Lu Li stepped onto the Altar as per Krug’s request.
The air above the altar felt a lot thicker. Some of it was drifting away, but Lu Li knew that it was energy condensing around him.
Compared to the Twilight Altar and the Altar of Tides that he had used to upgrade the ring previously, this altar was of a much higher quality. The guardians of the altar were also much stronger – five Scythe Claw Druids.
Krug may not have been as powerful as Remulos, but he had been involved in the battle against the Burning Legion. His four subordinates must have also defeated thousands of Undead to have survived.
To still be alive was clear proof of their strength.
The ring became hot and Lu Li seemed to see countless magical elves singing softly around him. No matter what the result was on this altar, Lu Li had to admit that what he could receive as a Thief would never be as much as if he was a Mage.
