“You!” The demon god’s reaction was intense this time. It was on a different level compared to when he was talking to Callioraks. He seemed to be genuinely angry as his eyes released as much light as Callioraks’ did.

“What do you have to do with the giants?! I thought I felt a familiar vibe. It was from you, not this guy!” the demon god—no, Ragand, the chief of the ran tribe, exclaimed.

Ragand hadn’t known why, but he’d felt a sense of familiarity when Callioraks and Hyeonu appeared. He naturally thought the familiarity he felt came from Callioraks. However, that wasn’t the case. The familiarity came from Hyeonu. It was the energy that came from those who made him suffer twice—the giants and the Luos Empire.

“Giants? Do you know the owner of this spear?” It was Callioraks who asked Hyeonu this time. Callioraks was also intrigued. The giants and the ran tribe had been inseparable.

“Yes, we know each other.” Hyeonu nodded. The owner of the spear was clearly Larenix. It was impossible to say they weren’t related. Rather, it could be said that they had a genuine relationship.

Callioraks thought for...