Next, the other main gods also spoke one after another, all agreeing to continue attacking the City of Stars.
And at this point, the meeting was naturally considered over, so the main gods began to disperse.
Next, they still had to arrange the next wave of attacks.
The attacks over the past several days had never stopped. Fortunately, they had numbers and strength on their side, enough to carry out a war of attrition in shifts.
Yet even so, they still had not been able to take the City of Stars quickly. This also proved the strength of the Demon Race and the Dark Clan.
"Nalant, boy, for the past hundred years or so, you've rarely come to the City of Stars. Have you been cultivating all this time?"
After walking out of the meeting tent, the Dwarven main god, the Sea Race main god, and the other familiar main gods all walked together with Nalant and Main God Oke Degu.
And they were still rather curious about Nalant, because for more than a hundred years, Nalant had seldom appeared in the City of Stars again.
"Yes, Dwarven main god. After seeing the City of Stars, I deeply felt how weak my own strength was, so I have been working hard to cultivate and improve myself!" Nalant nodded, confirming the Dwarf's words.
And in fact, Allen truly had been working hard at cultivation the entire time, not running off somewhere to amuse himself.
Of course, this was not because Nalant had truly felt inferior and weak, then desperately cultivated.
Rather, it was because he had the benefits of the Gift of Stars upon him, and he did not want to waste them, so he cultivated and improved himself every moment of every day.
And the benefits this brought were also