The Lord of Bliss stared at the little boy's projection, his mind in turmoil.
How could the figure before him know his honorific?
He made no attempt to conceal his confusion and immediately asked in a low voice, "Where did you learn my name?"
The little boy's phantom maintained its smile, while the energy tendrils attached to the back of the Lord of Bliss's head trembled slightly. "Your arrival here proves that you received a divine grace gift. Perhaps this was also your reward for establishing the battlefield training camp."
"A player training camp? A divine grace gift?" Several pieces of information flashed through the Lord of Bliss's mind.
The answer was on the tip of his tongue.
Disbelief filled his face. "Was it Emperor Zhao's divine grace?"
Hearing the Lord of Bliss's answer, confusion immediately appeared on Star Network's face. "You actually know the name of the Higher-Dimensional God?"
As it finished speaking, Star Network's consciousness began operating, countless streams of information interweaving.
It began its deductions.
Among the specially recruited reserve players, the Lord of Bliss was the first creature from Monster World to know why he had come before even accessing the network.
The Lord of Bliss's answer had completely exceeded its predictions.
It could not understand how the Lord of Bliss knew the truth.
Faced with the question, the Lord of Bliss chose not to conceal anything. Concealment would be meaningless anyway.
He might as well tell the truth and try to obtain more information in return.
He raised his eyes to Star Network's phantom. "Before I died in battle, I offered a prayer for divine grace to Emperor Zhao, hoping to receive His mercy and beg for a chance to survive."
Upon hearing this, countless streams of information immediately flashed through Star Network, and the