"Giant Valley has restrained its people for these two epochs, no longer waging wars like in the Near Ancient Era, finally settling down."
"How come upon reaching Gold God Mountain, they still wish to provoke us deliberately?"
The spiritual fluctuation of the Miemeng Divine Bird began to mix with a trace of scrutiny.
Hercules, seemingly oblivious, cheerfully said:
"No way around it, our boss, when he was young, got rubbed into the ground by the Giant Clan and nearly lost his life."
"The unusual low profile of Giant Valley this Cosmic Era, who knows if it's because their ancestors have kicked the bucket."
"If that's really the case, why not seize the opportunity to bring them down? Waiting for a new God of Giants to emerge would just be looking for trouble, wouldn't it?"
"In that case... let me think it over."
The response from the Miemeng Divine Bird was exceedingly diplomatic.
"Alrighty, once you've made up your mind, tell me, and I'll go back and inform the boss!"
