Before long, dust rose in the distance as Diliya returned with the warriors of Tourang City. Beside them was the Desolate Celestial Race bloodline legion led by Pan Yuhang, Yao Ye, and the others.
Lu Yang smiled at his two legions. Once they drew near, he raised the Celestial Pearl Race God King and said, "The Celestial Pearl Race's Main God is dead."
"Roar~!"
Pan Yuhang, Diliya, and more than thirty thousand others erupted in wild cheers. Even a Main God had died at Lu Yang's hands. They did not know how to express their exhilaration.
Lu Yang smiled at them. After the crowd calmed down, he looked at Diliya and asked, "How were the gains from this battle?"
Diliya respectfully knelt before Lu Yang. Tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes as she said, "My lord, my brothers... my brothers died so horribly~!"
Maldron said excitedly, "Boss, we have to take revenge on the Celestial Pearl Race. Our brothers died too horribly."
The warriors of Tourang City all knelt before Lu Yang, tears flowing from every one of them. Lu Yang nodded in satisfaction.
If Diliya had immediately asked for the corpses of the Celestial Pearl Race experts, Lu Yang would never have given them to her. That would have proved that she still did not understand the true meaning of sacrifice.
But things were different now. Neither Diliya nor Maldron showed greed or selfishness. Instead, they shared a common hatred for the enemy and wanted to avenge their brothers. This proved that they truly understood the meaning of sacrifice.
"You will get to kill the Celestial Pearl Race, but before we act, Diliya, are you interested in replacing your bloodline with that of the Celestial Pearl Race?" Lu Yang asked softly.
"Me? Can I do that now?" Diliya asked