"What?"
"You mean the thing the Mist Gods Legion is searching for here is related to the Ringed Divine Seat?"
Inside the Outpost Camp on the Barbarian Plateau.
When Sam revealed the news.
Fang Yuan froze on the spot.
In fact, it wasn't just him—even the heroes beside him wore expressions of shock.
"Yes, my lord."
"That is the information we gathered."
"According to legend, this thing is related to more than just the Ringed Divine Seat."
"It is also the damaged godhood of an ancient God King."
"And a fragment of the Creation Magic Rune."
"With it, the Mist Gods Legion can rebuild a Ringed Divine Seat."
"Using it to draw upon the power of the Mist Gods and make them descend upon the Old Continent once again."
After hearing what Sam said.
Fang Yuan swallowed hard.
He had never expected it.
The Mist Legion that had awakened on the Old Continent had actually been plotting something so massive without making a sound.
No wonder the Mist Gods Legion that had previously been active in the Central Plains, preparing to conquer the Nossa Empire Royal Capital, had suddenly disappeared.
He had been puzzled.
There had originally been constant news from Lone Mountain Fortress, but then the reports suddenly stopped.
It turned out they had all moved to the Barbarian Plateau to excavate the divine tombs of the gods from the Glory Era and search for this crucial item.
If they succeeded.
Then he truly would have no chance of survival.
But!
Could they really succeed?
Fang Yuan was still very doubtful about that.
He looked at Helen behind him.
"How reliable is what Sam said?"
Helen furrowed her brows.
"My lord, I can't make a definite judgment either."
"However, back on the Old Continent, I did hear rumors."
"The