"Lord Naimus!" Naimus observed the battlefield, and just at that moment, Kru, whom he had not seen for a long time, appeared beside Naim.
"You're here. How are the preparations coming along?" Naim inquired.
"Everything has been set up precisely according to Lord Naimus's instructions," Kru adjusted his glasses and said with a smile.
Then his gaze also turned toward the battlefield below.
"It's just that, Lord Naimus, the core of your layout has been discovered by them."
"Are you sure you aren't going to intervene?"
"It seems your realm has improved quite a bit as well," Naimus looked Kru up and down.
Compared to himself, Kru truly was someone who cheated.
Kru's starting point was not particularly high, but he had relied sheerly on his own talent to keep pace with Naimus.
He had walked all the way from a Twin Demon Bloodline of the Black Stone Breed to the top-tier combat power of the Golden Breed today, and had even initially touched upon some realms of divine war.
Various teachings of knowledge from Naimus were indispensable along the way, but being able to learn this knowledge in a short period of time, comprehend it, and integrate it into one's own thoughts was not something just anyone could accomplish.
Kru's natural talent could be said to be among the very top tier in this world.
One could only say...
Between species fusion, there is indeed something to it. Naimus's partial thoughts spun for a fleeting moment. Whether it was the mixed blood of the hero giants and humans from a millennium ago, or various other mixed bloods, they were prone to producing individuals who combined the traits of two races and thus became exceptionally freakish.
Take Mokania, for instance. One of the major factors enabling him to grow so