As Lu exerted himself in agriculture, desperately scraping the resources of this world and raising the cap for the group, the entire world did not come to a halt.
In fact, his approach was correct because it seemed the frontline couldn't hold for much longer....
"Do the Ancient Gods of the Lower Realm still refuse to be summoned?"
"Yes... even fewer than usual have come, all are some bewildered New Gods who have just completed the conditions for ascension."
On the void Temple of Ten Thousand Gods, within the simple and direct communication between Deities, it was filled with despair and fury.
In their view, while they fought for the world, when the world fell into crisis, you bastards were dragging them down.
Do you not realize when the world collapses, everyone will perish?
"Actually, some Ancient Gods have already left the Lower Realm...."
"How is that possible! How did they do it... outsiders?! Those outsiders!!"
