"The Dust Demon God, Guizhong..." Morax murmured her name.
"Yes. What's your name?" she asked.
"The Geo Archon, Morax."
"I'm curious. Since you're a Demon God without any fighting ability, how have you managed to keep your people alive in these troubled times?"
Morax still couldn't help voicing his doubts. After all, this region was far too quiet, eerily so, as though something terrifying lurked here and no one dared approach.
Besides, such a vast grassland would be an excellent place to develop.
At the very least, it was much better than Liyue's current location.
Although Mt. Tianheng shielded Liyue from floods, the sea lay right behind it. In the peaceful days of the past, they could still conduct maritime trade.
But now it was wartime, and the port was sealed off. Being near the sea was no longer an advantage, but a disadvantage instead.
The sea readily spawned Demon Gods, especially powerful Upper Demon Gods who could overturn heaven and earth and unleash one tsunami after another.
"Who told you I'm the only Demon God here? There are two others besides me."
Morax froze for a moment at Guizhong's words.
What the hell...
Three Demon Gods sharing one territory?!
That was even more outrageous than his partnership with Xiu Yuan!
Besides, wouldn't an arrangement like that make them a target for many other Demon Gods?
"Two others...? Are they strong?" Morax began to grow wary.
Sure enough, none of the Demon Gods who could settle in this region were ordinary.
"One is the God of the Stove, Marchosius. He isn't very strong either, and he isn't a combat-oriented Demon God. He's an excellent cook, and his food is delicious."
"I've never met the other one, and I don't know his name, but I know he exists. He's very strong,