"Yes, I agree with the God of Waves' proposal. We can continue joining forces to take the outer cities."
"When the time comes, ownership of the outer cities will be calculated according to each of our respective directions."
"As for the final capture of Flame Holy City, we can make other plans then!"
"Good!"
Very soon, all the gods reached an agreement.
And the Flame High Priest could never have imagined that it was precisely because of his selfishness that the invading gods, who had originally been fighting their own battles, began to think of joining forces.
At the same time, Nalant soon learned of the gods' plans.
After receiving this news, Nalant did not particularly care.
By now, the five-hundred-thousand-strong army sent by the Flame High Priest had been completely wiped out, and his goal had already been achieved.
Next, he had to go back and retake his own Pika City, then quietly wait for the many divine legions to sweep the outer cities of the Flame Continent clean.
Of course, although Nalant was extremely displeased with the Flame High Priest, he did feel some sympathy for the commanders of these outer cities.
At the same time, since he had helped them before, perhaps these outer-city commanders could become his opportunity to take Flame Holy City in the future.
Thus, he still wrote letters and had the Swift Hawk deliver them to several outer cities.
Before long, the various outer cities received the news.
The first to receive it was naturally the commander of Nuk City.
Because what it faced was the War Legion camp.
And the allied gods' forces were currently near the War Legion, so they would certainly be the first to use him as the knife's first cut.
After receiving the news, the commander of Nuk