Agleya swaggered over to the side of the Goddess of the Silvermoon, and all the deities tacitly ignored her sudden intrusion.
All the gods knew that she had come to find Hill first.
These past few years, Agleya had been striving diligently in the wilderness. She even threw those sea monsters opposing her to the Undead Tribe without a second thought. With the world restored, she would naturally rush over here.
Who would bother a lively, cute little girl? She was no enemy, after all.
The gods had not been under any sort of intelligence-reducing aura.
Haiweirsen stood at the steps and bent his front knee lightly, "Welcome to the domain of the Goddess of the Earth. The World Tree awaits you all in the hall."
He turned his head and noticed Ihab and Hill chatting.
He quickly understood what had transpired.
Since the world's restoration, the Ring Mountain region could now support more than just the magical plant, cedar.
