The ancient land of Red Lotus Hell had now manifested crimson veins, like the great blood vessels of the earth.
The judge resembled some fallen deity, gazing at Junlin flailing its broken wings aloft, feeling Junlin's intent to battle, his eyes conveyed a certain karmic significance:
[Not long ago, I found a tower.]
As a beast god, Junlin could understand its speech and watched the judge cautiously.
[That tower holds secrets I never knew, though initially, I couldn't understand the content. I realized that they weren't meant for me, the person the tower was waiting for wasn't me. But how could I neglect to peruse the secrets of old friends?]
[Luckily, there's someone in the world who understands the script of Eden; the civilization of the Eden Tribe and that of humanity are quite similar, merely eons ahead of humanity. Among humans, there are many whose thoughts align with the Lord of Eden. Like your creator.]
