This ability is actually quite simple: Duanmu Huai can set countless coordinates and then place his [Eyes] in those locations. If anything happens, Duanmu Huai can seamlessly switch and imdiately see what’s happening there.
It’s like a large surveillance platform. Duanmu Huai could watch girls in other worlds take baths while picking his toes, and when an alarm goes off, he can switch screens to see which world is being threatened and what kind of threat it is...
In Duanmu Huai’s opinion, this ability is exactly what he needs the most.
Because C’Thun’s Thousand Eyes can only cover a small area due to being sealed, Duanmu Huai is different. As a deity spanning the galaxy, he can leave marks in all places where the Tribunal has left its trace. He can even toss so [Eyes] into space to float around freely, seeing if they might randomly bump into sothing interesting.
Just like opening a blind box, it might turn out to be quite fun.
Next is [Thousand Roars], this ability, like [Thousand Eyes], can communicate with anyone regardless of distance, which is also very useful for Duanmu Huai. Although soul cards like Ann and Lorena can communicate through ntal Induction, followers like Mary and Lumiaire can’t ignore spatial limits in conversations yet. Now with this ability, they can report to Duanmu Huai anyti, anywhere, even if Duanmu Huai isn’t present. It also ans Aikute won’t need to relay through other cards whenever delivering a report to Duanmu Huai.
But compared to this, Duanmu Huai is very interested in another function of [Thousand Roars].
Just like [Thousand Eyes] can observe sothing from different dinsions, [Thousand Roars] can simultaneously transmit sounds from different dinsions to a target.
Duanmu Huai tried it out and was surprised to find that the sounds he emitted in different dinsions were entirely different.
So what is the use of this ability?
Well, it’s simple. If Duanmu Huai now sings "ONLY YOU" to soone, he could literally drive them crazy.
Because the person would receive "ONLY YOU" sung from all dinsions at once... enough to make any sane creature’s mind collapse.
Of course, for Duanmu Huai, this ability is more of a joke—it can be played with casually, but whether it can be genuinely useful when fighting the Evil God is another matter.
Hmm, perhaps it could be used against the Cunning Deception, that chatterbox?
Even if he talks a lot, he certainly can’t argue with all dinsions simultaneously.
Compared to the first two, [Thousand Whiskers] is the least significant enhancent for Duanmu Huai, for a simple reason: Duanmu Huai is already an [Old Day Dominator], and tentacles have long been his standard. So this ability rely gives Duanmu Huai a 1 buff to all Ancient God abilities, with nothing else particularly worthy of ntion.
Actually, the Ancient Gods’ abilities have many developnt thods, but Duanmu Huai is not interested in those that require him to think. On usual days, he’d rather swing his fists instinctively to solve a problem. If punching doesn’t work, then thinking about it can wait. Now, when surrounded by lots of people, Duanmu Huai is even more inclined to throw those brain-demanding challenges to others.
As for himself... Small hamr on the skull feels most comfortable.
Just as Duanmu Huai triumphantly returned to the warship for a nap, a group of dwarves was conducting their dig at an archaeological site.
"Alright, lads, let’s give it our all. We’re about to take a big step forward!"
Brann Bronzebeard waved his pickaxe, his face full of excitent and fervor.
Unlike other people, after returning from the Tribunal and reporting everything he knew to his brother, Brann resud his beloved archaeological work. For Brann Bronzebeard, although the Cosmic Star Ocean was quite astonishing, he loved excavation archaeology, work that brings accomplishnts.
Whether it was luck brought by his cosmic journey, Brann managed to excavate a mysterious relic deep in the desolate mountains.
According to Brann’s estimation, this relic was older than any he excavated before. Although this conclusion seed unbelievable, it had sparked enormous interest from Brann.
The relic was inside a cave; its door made of unknown tal, once very durable but now dilapidated, buried by collapsed stones after endless ages. Luckily, being a dwarf, Brann was excellent at digging, currently leading his assistants to clear this relic, trying to see what treasures it held.
"Hey, Brann, over here!!"
As Brann was desperately digging, suddenly another dwarf shouted beside him, and Brann hurriedly ran over. There, other dwarves were clearing a piece of wall from the nearby ruins, with patterns and words on it.
"This is Troll script, let have a look."
Seeing this, Brann Bronzebeard’s eyes lit up as he stepped forward and began translating word by word.
"... We had to escape from Azshara’s shadow; as the Splinterbone Tribe, our destiny had co to an end. We thought our fate couldn’t get worse, but we were wrong..."
"Splinterbone Tribe?"
Brann paused for a mont.
"Never heard of this Troll tribe?"
"They ntioned Azshara, so it’s a matter of the High Elven Kingdom era...
"That’s over ten thousand years ago."
Everyone was discussing it, but their hands didn’t stop, continuing to clear the relic, quickly revealing more parts.
"... We don’t know where those beings originated from; they descended from the skies and occupied our Holy land. This blasphemous act absolutely couldn’t be tolerated; we launched an Attack against them, but failed as their Strength was unimaginably formidable. Most tribesn were killed, while the remaining stayed here, doing their bidding..."
"... These beings conversed in languages we couldn’t understand, but I learned so of their tongue. They fled here, seemingly chased by so terrifying presence, so they hid and arrived here, discussing hiding sothing to retrieve later. This is our chance! They wanted us to seal the Holy land, but we wouldn’t be captured. We’ve decided to act during their ceremony, to completely trap them in the Holy land, avenging our fallen brethren! As for that thing..."
The text beca blurry here; Brann Bronzebeard rubbed and wiped it, taking quite a while before revealing the rear text.
Staring at the words, Brann puzzledly stroked his beard.
"What is this? Transcriber?"
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