Xue Qianzhang looked up at the Connecting Sky Black Pillar, his eyes full of regret:
"We half-giants are children who have been wandering outside for thousands of years, and this time there was originally a chance to return to the embrace of our ancestors."
"But alas, they were unlucky and couldn't win against the Human Clan."
After a pause, he changed his tone: "However, we have already gained the recognition of our ancestors."
"In this great war, we helped their main force reach the battlefield. Just for this great merit alone, they will not forget us."
"As long as we half-giants endure until the next millennium, they will definitely take us back to the Heavenly Realm."
"By then, we half-giants will be completely liberated."
His confidant deeply agreed.
This was not just Xue Qianzhang's opinion, but the consensus of the half-giants.
They never considered themselves, like the Central Earth humans, to be prey of the Ancient Giants.
