Lear nodded and said nothing more.
The future is indeed in their own hands. If Tulos's performance truly satisfies him, it might be possible to allocate resources to cultivate him into a god.
With the intelligence system as a trump card, combined with the foundation he has now laid, the rise of Weilu City is unstoppable.
The same can be said for Betina. Moreover, this Barbarian Chief, in his view, has even greater potential than Tulos.
But the path for the other party is even more challenging.
After calming his emotions, Lear looked at Kalanis.
"Do you feel the rejection of the plane's rules now?"
Kalanis frowned slightly.
"Sovereign, it never ceases... I feel as if I've entered water, with pressure coming from all directions..."
"Moreover, I have a feeling that as my Divine Format gradually perfects, this repelling force will continue to strengthen until I can no longer resist."
The world's rules suppress divine spirits to protect the main plane.
