"Oh?"
Amid rumbling booms, the Mountain Giant King slowly sat down.
He also knew that, according to the format of previous Alliance Conferences, the Stigmata Wizards and World Lords generally entered the elemental space first, and only then did these True Spirit Overlords descend. There was still quite a while to wait, during which the True Spirit Overlords could communicate and negotiate privately over matters that needed settling before the conference.
"That truly is a pity."
Having said that, the Mountain Giant King simply sat cross-legged in the void, propping his chin on one hand in the pose of a thinker. He spoke no more. It was a stark contrast to the spirited, overbearing arrogance he had displayed before the Third War of Civilization.
As an Eternal Soul life-form that had lived through who knew how many epochs, such a dramatic change was rare indeed. He had most likely encountered something sufficient to alter his very outlook.
Whoosh!
Close on the Mountain Giant King's heels, the Earth-Crying Monster arrived in this region of the void.
It resembled a mutated gorilla, with two tails—one emitting a column of black smoke, the other a column of blue smoke. Its glossy black fur was entwined with patterns of wailing ghost faces. Most of its somewhat flattened face was occupied by an extraordinarily huge nose, while its eyes could see through the essence of wandering souls, ghosts, mysterious supernatural forces, and illusory creatures, possessing exceptional restraining power against all manner of sinister attributes.
After sweeping its gaze around, the Overlord went straight to Yilun, the True Spirit Wizard, and silently stood behind him, engaging in some secret private exchange. Clearly, it shared a deep friendship with Yilun, the True Spirit Wizard.
Before the Third War of Civilization, the Wizard Alliance had possessed twenty-nine foreign