Although Lear is powerful, he hasn't been proven yet.
What level is the Goddess of Misfortune?
Before the race of Dark Night Elf was even born, she was already wielding the Authority of Misfortune.
Her fame is enough to make people tremble.
"Your Majesty... as you wish."
Lear looked at the change in the other's attitude, his gaze calm.
If it were a subordinate god of the Swamp Pantheon, he wouldn't need to speak a single word, just issue a command, and they could attack any enemy.
His own forces are always stronger than outside forces.
But it doesn't matter, the other party is just a guide, he doesn't expect them to help him.
"How many troops does Tiamat have?"
"It's said that in his Dragon Nest, there is a group of Five-Colored Evil Dragons... numbering over 500,000!"
The Dark Night Elf God's tone carried a hint of astonishment.
Five-Colored Evil Dragons, each kind numbering 100,000; his army alone can drive many divine beings to despair.
Lear's eyes gleamed.
