Darsia's deities weren't backing down, either.
The ghost kings' energy rose rapidly. Although it wasn't as intense as that of the thousands of deities outside the border, the energy was sharp, like countless steel blades cutting through anything in their path.
For a moment, the two sides just stared at each other. It felt as if a fight was about to break out at any moment.
But after only a few seconds, Roman suddenly raised his hand, signaling to the four ghost kings behind him. Seeing this gesture, the ghost kings simultaneously withdrew their energies.
Roman smiled lightly and said, "Actually, merging Darsia into Amelicon isn't out of the question. Any negotiation involves both parties, and you can't lay out demands expecting us to comply unconditionally... I have three conditions, too. As long as you agree to them, what's the harm in Darsia merging with Amelicon?"
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