"You've followed me for so long, so you should already understand my character. I have never been stingy in rewarding those who have made meritorious contributions."
When he first left the Silver Wing Civilization, he originally brought a hundred Tier Six followers.
After a Plane Group exploration, only eighty-seven remained.
If the number of Tier Six followers dropped to just forty, and the Power of Light inside the Holy Light Pearl fell below thirty percent, then he would have to start considering giving up on further exploration, abandoning his dream of achieving Tier Seven, and honestly finding an ordinary medium-sized Plane as the foundation for becoming a god.
The dead Tier Six could not be directly replenished because the Oath Stone was too precious and could only be found in the Silver Wing Civilization, which he couldn't afford for now.
He dared not carry Tier Sixes beside him without vows made on the Oath Stone.
"Yes, Venerable God."
"As you command."
