"Are you planning to ally yourselves with my Great Evolution World?" the Old Marquis asked with a laugh as he rose to his feet.
The thirty-six Sub-Gods below also stood up, their expressions solemn. They kept their postures very low, precisely because they wanted to form an alliance with the Great Evolution World.
But this was also something they had no choice about. The world had changed drastically, and all the Small Worlds had been piled together. Wars between Small Worlds were inevitable. The Small Worlds they inhabited were too weak and would sooner or later be swallowed up by others. Only by pledging themselves to powerful Small Worlds could they hope to survive.
As for the Great Evolution World, it was clearly the strongest Small World in this region at present.
The Old Marquis swept his gaze over the Sub-Gods and said solemnly, "Good. Then today, we'll form an alliance. Thirty-seven Small Worlds will become one, advancing and retreating together."
"His Highness is wise." The thirty-six Sub-God envoys were instantly overjoyed.
After that, the Old Marquis and the thirty-six Sub-Gods signed an alliance treaty together, officially becoming an alliance.
Once everything was done, the thirty-six Sub-Gods finally departed in satisfaction. They left the Great Evolution World and returned to their respective Small Worlds.
The Old Marquis personally saw the Sub-Gods off. Then he stood in the void, looking up at the disorderly Small Worlds outside, deep in thought.
"Marquis, was there really any use in doing all this?" Yu Ningsheng appeared beside the Old Marquis.
The Old Marquis shook his head. "I don't know either. In the past, when I led troops into battle, the battlefield never left a single world. But now, this is a struggle between one world and another. In a conflict of this scale, I