O’Brien Empire. War God Mountain.
Fain was still at the Prime Saint level, unable to break through to the Deity level. Fain didn’t know the details of what had recently happened at the Great Botha Levee either, but when those many experts had charged out, Fain could sense their aura, even from as far away as War God Mountain.
“What a terrifying aura.” Fain stared towards the south in shock. “The south. What just happened there?”
“Ugh.” Fain secretly cursed.
The Yulan continent was becoming more and more chaotic. Even Fain was beginning to feel tired from trying to maintain this enormous Empire alone.
“Master, come back soon…”
The War God wouldn’t be back from the Necropolis of the Gods for another three months.
A long while later.
“Whoosh!” A human figure flashed over from far away.
