Lear thought for a mont and waved his hand, letting the two-winged demon stay outside to guard.
A scale of over a thousand people was too large, not a good thing on this plane.
After reducing the personnel, the efficiency of their actions suddenly improved.
They traveled light, gradually going deeper.
The further they went, the more they felt the danger of this plane.
Space cracks were densely packed, with so even spanning hundreds of ters alongside them. The chaotic void force gushing in, madly eroding the surroundings, made one’s scalp tingle.
In the chaotic void, there lived chaos void beasts capable of hunting divine spirits, and such a soon-to-be-destroyed plane was their favorite food.
Lear felt imnse pressure and could only urge everyone to speed up their search.
After a full three hours, they finally encountered a living being within this dinsional plane.
A human, with bloodstains all over their body, as if torn by countless sharp blades.
Seeing a human here was sowhat surprising.
The person lay on the ground, their clothes soaked in crimson and tattered, with the rolling flesh inside nearly covering the garnt.
Their life aura was extrely weak, on the verge of extinguishing at any mont.
Once Lear confird there was no danger around and the person was not a disguised monster, he directly mobilized his internal power to stabilize their life signs.
Nurturing, life.
Although the authority he wielded in these two aspects was very weak, it was still easy to heal one person.
In no ti, the severely injured human slowly regained consciousness.
The first sight was Lear above, with a blood-colored crown, dignified and authoritative.
The corner of their eyes then caught the great demons and vampire extraordinaries gathered behind him.
They couldn’t help but tremble in their heart.
They hastily struggled to rise but couldn’t succeed after trying for a mont. In their weakened state, they could only give up helplessly.
Speaking in a weak tone.
"Honorable Your Majesty, you must be the great and immortal Guardian God of the Garcia Plane..."
"We have co in accordance with the covenant from hundreds of years ago, hoping you can save our tribe... The Crown of the Sun is about to wither, and the last bloodline is going to be killed by those worshipers of the Evil Gods. We hope you can grant the magic potion to awaken the divine blood anew."
Lear’s gaze slightly focused.
The Guardian God of the Garcia Plane, the covenant, the Crown of the Sun, the awakening of divine blood... These keywords made him sense a peculiar aura.
After contemplating for a mont, he slowly said.
"For so reason, I lost many mories... Outsider, what is this about the awakening of the Crown of the Sun’s divine blood?"
"Also, do you know where the green star fruit is located..."
The voice of authority fell, and endless divine power poured out, pressing directly onto the person’s soul.
The human trembled, widening his eyes.
He gasped several tis, pleadingly said.
"Great Your Majesty, if you can descend, you might rember sothing... The green star fruit is the magic potion ingredient cultivated by our tribe. You once said, it is one of the raw materials to activate divine blood."
This thoroughly piqued Lear’s interest.
It was clear that the other party mistook him for soone else, but that was not important... What was important was that the Crown of the Sun and the activation of divine blood sounded very interesting.
Moreover, the green star fruit was cultivated by them... Wasn’t it said to be guarded by ferocious monsters?
Were these humans those ferocious monsters?
Interesting.
Glancing around at the pervasive cracks, he slightly sensed the Swamp Divine Kingdom.
The power had already replenished over these days... Even if they fell into another plane, they could co back, so there was no need to worry.
Moreover, if anything unexpected occurred, they could topple the Goddess of Misfortune.
"Tell more about what you’ve encountered..."
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