"Ohh, guess the new generation isn't that bad." The ancient human's transcendent, cold yet domineering voice echoed.
Although it seed he was praising, hidden within was deep contempt, as they didn't belong to the sa race.
Apollo felt this was aningless, like where the hell were these ancient humans getting their superiority?
But what he didn't know was this—over countless eras, nearly every race had unconsciously developed a hierarchy based on the age of their origin.
Those from the oldest eras stood at the top, revered like nobles… even kings.
Those born in later ages?
They were considered lesser—followers at best.
Inferior at worst.
The superiority determined in which era they were born; such a ridiculous hierarchy has hollowed most of the races from within.
It was clear the ancient human transcendent here also felt the sa – that he was superior to the warriors of the present era.
Other races were also in a similar situation, except a few, such as elves or divine beasts, as their fundantal hierarchy is a bit different.
The elves, for instance, followed a different structure—one tied less to ti and more to their connection with higher forces, such as the World Tree and ancient spirits.
The divine beasts, on the other hand, placed absolute importance on bloodline purity and concentration, forming their hierarchy through lineage rather than era.
"Hmm, alright. Since this era is different, many things are going to be changed, and order needs to be rearranged.
His gaze swept across the human alliance, filled with thinly veiled disdain.
"When you return, inform the humans of this era."
"They are to submit themselves to the ancient human factions."
"And be quick, as Rion will quickly be finally completed, and the current era is too weak to survive."
The ancient human transcendent said with impatience, as even talking with people of this era was disgusting.
After that he seed to completely ignore the rest of them and looked at the slowly manifesting gate. The powerful energies gushed from it, and the entire god ruins seed to be shaking.
The gate seed to be finally fully manifested in the space, and then a space portal seed to be opened.
The expression of everyone changed; whether it was the warriors of Rion or the ancient warriors, all of them wanted to leave.
For many from the current era, this place had beco a nightmare. Surrounded by unimaginable powerhouses, they could barely breathe, let alone survive.
A small group could no longer endure it.
Without hesitation, they burst forward, flying toward the portal with all their strength.
Desperation drove them.
They were just a step away when a beam of energy tore through space.
It struck instantly.
No warning.
No resistance.
The group was annihilated. Gone… as if they had never existed.
"Tch. Ants."
A cold voice echoed from within one of the ancient warships, as indifferent as if it had rely brushed aside insects.
This seed to send a chill down the spines of the warriors of Rion. As it seed, the situation of Rion was completely going to change from now on.
"Open."
And with that, dozens of flying warships seed to fire an energy beam towards the gate.
Boom!
The impact shook the heavens.
The sky above the ruins cracked like glass, fractures spreading endlessly. With one final, overwhelming push—it shattered.
The boundary that had imprisoned the God Ruins for countless years broke apart.
And in that mont, the entire God Ruins fully erged into Rion.
The mont it happened, the entire Rion seed to tremble, and the runic formation that covered the entire world seed to shake and then crack.
Crack! Crack!
One after another nurous cracks appeared, and finally one tenth of the runic formation shattered and disappeared from heaven and earth.
BOOM!
The shockwave rippled across all of Rion.
Every continent quaked. The seas roared. And impossibly, the distance between the continents began to shrink.
It was as if the world itself were being pulled together.
Everyone on the Rion was shocked as they didn't understand what happened and what was going on. The earthquakes shattered mountains and rivers, and energy storms razed through the lands like it was the end of the world.
Although it appeared this was a calamity, there was sothing else going on. The heaven and earth energy was rapidly increasing; even the concentration of divine energy was increasing rapidly, making breakthroughs for the god realm easier for future generations.
Along with it, the rules of Rion seed to slowly beco more complete, making even understanding of rules easier.
It was clear that Rion was evolving—becoming a paradise for warriors, or more precisely, returning to its true state.
The continent continued to co closer, and finally, a mont later, they crashed onto one another.
Boom!
The earth trembled, but thankfully the expected destruction didn't happen; instead, they seed to seemingly combine.
The mont all five continents rged, the aura of heaven and earth increased even more rapidly; the gravity of Rion seed to slowly rise. The space began to beco so stable that even void gods would find it difficult to tear space.
But the transformation didn't stop there.
The newly ford supercontinent continued to expand.
Mountains rose from the earth. Rivers carved themselves into existence. Vast plains stretched outward as if the world itself were being reborn.
The land grew… and grew…
Until it was nearly three tis its original size. Only then did the expansion begin to slow.
But it didn't stop completely. Even now, the world continued to grow—slowly, almost imperceptibly.
Months… years…
And Rion would still be expanding.
The seal on Rion also loosened quite a lot, and now transcendent warriors can finally roam the land.
Within the god ruins everybody felt the change, as god ruins now weren't a closed realm but had beco part of Rion.
The mist-like divine energy in the air let the weaker true god or eternal god feel improvent in their strength. Many felt they could break through with a little bit of ti.
"Finally… freedom."
An ancient transcendent spoke, his voice filled with restrained excitent, his eyes gleaming.
Around him, others revealed similar expressions.
Then the warships moved.
One after another, they surged forward, leaving the ruins behind and entering the newly reborn world.
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