Green's Skull Tribe was merely one of the lowest-ranking among the Soul-Swallowing Flame Demon's several thousand servant tribes.
According to these Pigges, there were more than a dozen Evil Gods, great and small, throughout Evil God Paradise. It was the strongest world among several dozen nearby worlds. Beyond the vast territory controlled by the Soul-Swallowing Flame Demon, it bordered the domains of three Evil Gods: the Evil-Skinned Ghost, the Cyclops Troll King, and Amkes, the Sun God.
"Under Heavenly Net's long-term coverage, the power of the world will gradually be polluted and destroyed by a kind of waste material, losing its ability to give birth to World Guardians. In that regard, it is even more exterminating than Wizard's Will."
After rolling up the precious parchment map in his hand, Green willed it, and Little Eight appeared on his shoulder. Wearing a long face, it said in a strange, sarcastic tone, "What!?"
This fellow was still angry over what had happened a few days ago.
"All right, all right. This is my new palace. Go have some fun."
After soothing the fellow a little, Green noticed the Other Shore Flower elf behind him looking at Little Eight with bright, flickering eyes. She clearly liked this lively, brilliantly colored little creature.
Little Eight drooped its eyelids and gave the somewhat artistic palace a glance, humming, "Hmph, don't think Baye has forgotten what happened the other day!"
Then Little Eight looked at the Other Shore Flower elf. "Who's this?"
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Someone knocked on the door. At Green's signal, seven tribal elders entered. They possessed strength between the first and second levels, and their dignified bearing was worlds apart from ordinary filthy, disheveled Pigges. When they saw Little Eight on Green's shoulder and the Other Shore Flower elf behind him, freed from