Kanu Marx's eyes lit up with delight, his breathing became heavier. He tentatively waved his hand, and two trusted aides came forward to take away two bags of Lake Gems. Then, he looked at Priest Tomate, who smiled without interruption and spoke gently.
"Brother Kanu Marx, these gems are gifts from the War God, take them as you please! You just need to listen to me speak of the Chief Divine's prophecy at the end!"
"Praise the generous War God! Haha, Priest Tomate, your Highland Tribe is truly devout and generous!"
Kanu Marx laughed heartily. With a wave of his large hand, the aides rushed forward to grab the gems on the ground. Seeing this scene, the Divine Descendants from behind lost their patience and rushed with their aides to snatch the gems. Soon, the beach was filled with noise and chaos, with even fists and feet flying.
Priest Tomate watched calmly, evaluating the Canul Lineage's Divine Descendants, gradually forming some thoughts.
