Every member of the Eight-armed Race, from the elites to the slave soldiers, turned their fanatical gazes toward their Chieftain.
Kargath walked to the center of the altar. Facing the three-headed, six-armed statue of their god, which stood dozens of meters tall, he brought his eight arms together before his chest and bowed deeply.
Below the altar, every member of the Eight-armed Race dropped to their knees in unison, prostrating themselves fully to express their utmost reverence.
Then, a few elite Personal Guards standing beside the Chieftain issued several short commands.
Soon, squads of four-armed slave soldiers, just like the one Lin Ye had previously disguised himself as, carried heavy stone chests onto the altar.
The chests were opened, and an ethereal blue light instantly bloomed forth.
Lin Ye's breath hitched.
'Those are Source Crystals!'
'And they're Source Crystals of extremely high purity, radiating incredibly potent energy fluctuations!'
