As a Demigod-level Magician, Saine naturally received treatment far superior to that of ordinary Level-1 and Level-2 lifeforms from the Wizard World.
Especially since Saine had brought Tourmaline along on this journey.
Others might not have been able to see through Tourmaline's true nature while she was in her hibernation state.
But Eugene, the true master of this No-Man's Land, noticed amidst his busy schedule that such a distinguished guest had arrived.
Eugene hurried over without delay to invite Saine and the others. He had come in person.
Half-Orc Eugene was exactly as the rumors described: an orc with green skin.
His bloodline was so mixed and mottled that no one could tell what its original source was.
In fact, Half-Orcs could also be divided into many kinds, such as Half-Wolfmen, half-foxfolk, half-catfolk, and so on.
But Eugene's bloodline was too muddled to classify any further.
Eugene was a Half-Orc standing around two meters tall. Though this height was inferior to that of the stronger orc races, it was still fairly decent.
A life of hardship and his considerable age had left the skin on Eugene's face slack, and his back hunched as well.
Leaning on a cane, he looked more like a decrepit old Half-Orc at death's door.
There was no sign whatsoever that he was about to ascend to godhood.
Moreover, some of the rumors were indeed wrong.
Eugene was not a demigod. He was a genuine Level-4 lifeform!
He simply had not ignited his divine fire or condensed a godhead, so calling him a "demigod" was not entirely inaccurate.
To become the true God of Half-Orcs, he still had one crucial step to cross.
The arrival of the two distinguished guests, Saine and Tourmaline, moved Eugene greatly.
Saine was one thing. He was merely a Demigod-level Magician,