The chaos at Galdusan, which had become a battlefield of exchanged divinity and the Tiger Clan’s ambush, was slowly settling, yet remnants of demonic beasts and the Bear Clan still remained.

Youngin, still gazing in one direction, spoke to Hwang Ho.

“Hwang Ho, is your authority still effective?”

“About one third of my avatars can no longer move. Once my condition recovers, I will be able to mobilize more.”

Hwang Ho answered respectfully, as though addressing the Heavenly God.

Though he had never received a proper reply before, Hwang Ho had always been courteous to the Heavenly God he had served for thousands of years.

He felt awkward at finally hearing a response, yet he welcomed it.