Enraged Tolstoy and scheming Kust hit it off immediately. Though Arlin was reluctant for Gibraltar's sake, he tacitly approved of Tolstoy's proposal. Apart from Constantine, who remained silent, everyone else widened their eyes and waited for Ye Luo to emerge so they could divide his resources equally.
Suddenly, a timid call interrupted everyone's anticipation.
"Esteemed experts, have any of you seen our Emperor Julius?" The speaker was an officer of the Colombia Civilization. Although his rank was not low, Colombia was renowned for its technological civilization, and its individual strength was far inferior to Gibraltar's. This officer was only at Level Seventeen; yet before the many Level Twenty and Level Twenty-One experts, he managed to stand firm without having his legs shake under the pressure they casually exuded. That alone showed how strong his will was.
Tolstoy frowned. He had been too busy venting his anger earlier to observe his surroundings. Right—where had Julius of the Colombia Galaxy gone?
"...We entered through the Sheep-Gut Path. From the Sheep-Gut Path to the Three Thousand Secret Passages, we never encountered any experts from your galaxy..." Arlin said, glancing toward Tolstoy.
Tolstoy sneered. "Neither did we. That idiot Julius only knows how to rely on external things. Technology? A crooked path in the evolution of life. There are countless demon beasts in the Taotie Domain. Perhaps they encountered demon beasts that happened to counter technological civilizations and were wiped out to the last man. That isn't impossible..."
The officer's body trembled, and a flicker of anger flashed through his eyes before vanishing. The determined expression on his face did not change in the slightest. Facing Tolstoy, who could crush him to death with one hand, the officer remained neither servile nor overbearing. "During the last Taotie Operation, Emperor Julius secured the richest gains