"The more land the demigods from the Outer Realm conquer, the lower the fate of the indigenous races will be."
Upon hearing Fang Ze's words, Venerable Yuan Gu shook his head slightly and said, "If it were really that simple, it would be good."
He said, "But in fact, the fate of my clan and I didn't just diminish little by little, it plummeted from the peak to the valley very extremely."
He gave an example, "I still had the fate on the 1st, but suddenly on the 2nd, right after midnight, the fate was gone."
"Is this normal?"
"Moreover, when I was favored by fate before, every dice I threw came up six, not even a five."
"And when I was not favored by fate, every dice I threw came up one, no other numbers."
"Is this normal?"
Fang Ze was slightly stunned.
Venerable Yuan Gu continued, "And guess why the demigods from the Outer Realm were all passive in the early stage, while they went all out in the later stage?"
