"You should know what captivity in the wilderness means."
What does it mean? It means being a slave whose life and death are controlled by others!
This is the consequence of defeat.
The wilderness is a stark world where the weak are preyed upon; the weak should be enslaved and slaughtered!
The Cyclops fell silent.
Eventually, it forced itself to speak.
"Honorable Human Lord, I wonder how I can recover my life..."
In the current situation, there is no room for resistance. It is heavily injured.
"Serve you?"
Lear’s gaze was deep.
"Not just anyone can join my Weilu City... Do you know the specifics about those Dark Naga?"
The tone, this human... seems not to intend to kill him?
The Cyclops immediately became spirited.
In the wilderness, survival is always paramount.
Pressing down on its shoulder to suppress the pain, it spoke in a deep voice.
"Those Dark Naga have six squadrons; their level has reached Level 12... The most powerful Naga Martial God is as high as Level 14, extremely fearsome."
Speaking in an angry tone suddenly mixed with barely concealed fear.
"These Dark Naga come from the abyss and seem to embody the will of some Abyss Duke..."
"Not long after I entered, I was eroded by an irresistible force."
"The Naga don’t have this power; only the terrible presence of the abyss..."
Lear’s pupils constricted suddenly.
From the abyss?!
Moreover, possessing six squadrons, with the highest level Naga Martial God... Level 14?
Behind them, there’s even an Abyss Duke standing?!
The series of information made his scalp tingle.
No wonder they possess a trace of divinity; this power is too terrifying.
If he had charged in recklessly, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
I really wonder how those Half-Fishmen got their information; they only had two squadrons, with the highest level at Level 9... Or perhaps, the Dark Naga deliberately released a smokescreen?
What are they plotting?
Immediately dispelled the thought of attacking them.
This force hidden in the dark mist isn’t something he can handle now.
Seeing Lear not speak for a long time, the Cyclops worried he might change his mind and spoke again.
"Those Dark Naga seem to be searching for something but haven’t found it."
"However, they keep repeating a term... Godslaying Heart."
Godslaying Heart?!
Lear squinted slightly.
"What is the Godslaying Heart?"
"I don’t know; when I was imprisoned, I could barely hear some voices, and this term was repeated frequently."
Hearing the name, it sounded extraordinary; if the Dark Naga are searching for it so fervently, it must be something exceptional.
Moreover, there’s involvement with an Abyss Duke.
Every Abyss Duke is a real Evil God!
Though the Main Plane’s rules constantly reject divine-level power from entering, these terrifying beings always find ways to influence the Main Plane.
Lear firmly committed this matter to memory.
"What other information do you have?"
"Nothing more; I was imprisoned too quickly and know very little..."
The Cyclops felt somewhat frustrated.
Being imprisoned without reason, living in endless darkness, no one could understand that feeling.
Lear nodded slowly.
The other side wasn’t lying.
"We plan to hunt those Dark Naga; would you be willing to act as a vanguard?!"
The Cyclops’s eyes lit up suddenly.
"My Lord, I am willing!"
But after speaking, it hesitated a bit.
"But, behind those Dark Naga is the Abyss Duke..."
Lear’s tone was calm.
"Abyss Duke, so what?"
"Do you know how the Dark Power in your mind was expelled?"
As the words fell, an overwhelming aura surged forth, majestic and sacred, unassailable.
The Cyclops felt it, shuddering violently, and cried out in surprise.
"My God!!"
Sensing the pressure coming from his bloodline, he suppressed the intense pain, flipped himself upright, and knelt before Lear in the most humble posture.
His forehead pressed firmly against the ground.