William almost spat out his wine. He had intended to savor the fragrance of the fruit wine a bit longer, but now he hurriedly swallowed it, fearing he might feel the sensation of hiccups after decades.
He couldn't help but look at Hill, who was muttering curses. Although the child perhaps thought he was sincerely blessing them.
William's curiosity was piqued. He had long heard about how incredibly lucky Hill was, a guy living on Europe's highest peak.
William decided that if anything significant happened, he must have the God of Time and Space keep a close watch on the Gate of the Divine Nation of the Elven God King, preferably with a 24-hour camera.
After all, the divine artifact used by the undead tribe was in the Divine Kingdom of the God of Time and Space, with a very high storage capacity.
This was a divine power server built by the God of Time and Space, mimicking the intelligence brain of the undead tribe's world.
