The human lying on the ground grew increasingly disoriented, but he forced himself to stay conscious.
He didn’t know the exact appearance of the Guardian God of the Garcia Plane he was searching for, but... that sacred, soul-penetrating pressure could only belong to a Divine Spirit!
And as long as he could save their tribe, he didn’t care about the true identity of the other party...
The tribesn could no longer wait.
They must not be destroyed by demons, absolutely not!
Bearing the excruciating pain, he spoke haltingly...
"Followers of the evil god who believe in the Plague Tyrant used evil power to corrupt the Crown of the Sun, resulting in Sun City being captured... Our Chieftain, who carried the Divine Blood, was killed by worshipers of the evil god during the battle."
"The Princess had no choice but to lead the army to retreat to our ancestral land... White Stone City."
"But the followers of the evil god pressed on, opening the gates of the Abyss and luring a Demon Army to attack... They want to steal the Crown of the Sun and eliminate the God’s bloodline entirely!"
"You promised countless years ago that if the Crown of the Sun was coveted by enemies and the God’s bloodline was threatened with extinction, we could seek your help through the Teleportation Gate of White Stone City."
"At that ti, you will bestow the Magic Potion once again, to revive the Divine Blood... and reignite the Fire of the Sun within the Crown of the Sun."
"Great Your Majesty, we need your aid..."
He forced himself to finish speaking, gasping heavily after the last word.
Lear’s eyes narrowed.
What exactly is this Crown of the Sun that could attract the attention of an evil god?
"How do I reach your plane?"
Upon hearing this, the man shakily pulled out a bloodstained feather from his bosom.
"This is an item imbued with the aura of the Crown of the Sun... It will guide you."
Lear gently waved his hand, and the feather floated lightly from the man’s grasp, slowly landing in his own hand.
With a slight input of energy, he imdiately sensed an overwhelmingly scorching energy akin to the sun emanating through the Endless Void.
It was so majestic and tumultuous!
Turning sharply toward the direction, his expression beca extraordinarily brilliant.
What a fierce treasure!
Such power, he had never witnessed before... Not even the war saber, embedded with the Tyrant Monarch Divine Format by Kalanis, compared!
"What is the Crown of the Sun?"
The human’s vision was growing more blurred, his voice trembling.
"It’s the Ancient Divine Artifact you once had the Crown Tribe guard... After the Master of the Crown returns, he shall wear the Crown of the Sun once more."
"At that ti, we all shall gain immortality."
"Even the deceased tribesn will be retrieved from the Nether River and resurrected..."
As he finished speaking, his body trembled, almost fainting again, barely managing to hold on but unable to speak further.
Lear’s gaze focused, infusing energy once more, but the man’s soul was already severely damaged, beyond re restoration of life force.
Waving his hand, after instructing a Great Demon to protect the man, he looked in a certain direction.
An Ancient Divine Artifact, the Master of the Crown... The re nas suggested complexity within.
"Let’s go and have a look..."
Now his interest in the Crown of the Sun surpassed that of the Green Star Fruit.
From the information provided, clearly, this Ancient Divine Artifact has an extraordinary origin, a pivotal point for the Master’s revival.
Yet, he had never heard of the Master of the Crown before...
But with fallen Divine Spirits as nurous as the stars, and not being an Ancient Goblin God, his knowledge was limited. Presumably, he was a being who perished at the dawn of creation.
And judging by the aura sensed from the feather, this Ancient Divine Artifact was terrifyingly powerful.
Like a blazing sun in the Endless Void, its energy penetrated ti and space, where even a re millionth could sway one’s spirit.
At so mont, Lear even doubted if that object was indeed the sun!
Thus, it was evident that the returning Master of the Crown must have an extraordinary background.
He could only discuss it further with the Ancient Goblin God upon returning.
Calming his emotions with intense curiosity, Lear proceeded following the feather’s guidance.
Twisting and turning, avoiding the surrounding rifts.
After walking for about ten minutes, a relatively tranquil area appeared in view.
The spatial fissures around beca sparse, with the center being a patch of rich magic-soaked black soil, overgrown with lush vegetation.
They stood about human-height, with palm-width leaves, covered in fine hairs, and sturdy branches.
Amid the leaves grew fist-sized green fruits, their surface shimring with a faint green glow like a starry sky, dazzling to the eye.
rely glancing at them, Lear’s spirits lifted, eagerly opening the Attribute Panel.
Green Star Fruit
[Level]: 3 Stars
[Traits]: Consumption will greatly enhance one’s strength.
[Evaluation]: The stronger the lifeform, the less effective it becos.
The attributes were simple, yet it made him extrely happy.
The goal of this journey, found!!
Lear focused, observing that this area contained at least four or five hundred of them... and all were fruiting.
The larger ones bore dozens of fruits, while the smaller ones had over ten... countless, totaling perhaps ten to twenty thousand.
The mood turned particularly pleasant.
The Crown of the Sun was an unexpected delight; the harvest remained to be seen, but the Green Star Fruit was a tangible gain.
Taking a deep breath, he looked up at the void, his gaze icy.
"Great Demon... eliminate those hidden void creatures."
As soon as he spoke, aside from the Great Demon carrying the human, the other six figures vanished into the void.
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