Seeing that Carol was also looking at him warily, Rosa sighed helplessly and stopped thinking about it, "The battle three thousand years ago, even the true god level practitioners can only be cannon fodders. Just the residual power generated by the battle can kill countless powerful true god level masters."
"I'm lucky enough to survive, but I know I don't have much time left." As he spoke, he sighed and continued, "My family has long been annihilated in the war. Although I'm only a true god, I don't want to see my family's things drown in the torrent of history. Thus, I left this inheritance."
Even the true gods could only be cannon fodders...
Locke was a little shocked. It could be seen how fierce the battle three thousand years ago was.
"Well."