"Alright."
The burly swordsman obtained the coordinates of Vena World, and strode away, vanishing in an instant ten thousand miles away, leaving everyone gawking.
"Speaking of which, wasn’t that just a level 10...?"
"How terrifying, our marketplace is actually hiding such a level 10 strongman?"
"Is this what Sauron ant by ’the great hidden within the city’?"
"Looks like this strongman is going to join Nora."
"Nora is getting stronger and stronger. I’ve also been persuading our Clan Leader lately. Staying in small places really doesn’t offer a glimpse of the future. Even without the influence of blood battles, opportunities are too few, living a life where you can see the end at a glance is too boring."
"Yes, it’s not like before. The Star Gate network around the Darkness Land near Nora is now so dense, travel is much more convenient, no need for long journeys, and there’s no danger on the road. I’m planning to go over there too."
"I heard there’s a White Dragon Comrce radiating the Pan-Plane. They have Sun Refining Artifacts, nine-level treasures, sacred dicines, even divine crystals... They have everything. A friend of mine bought a rare treasure there and successfully reached level 8."
"No way, I have to go see the excitent too. If you go now, you might catch the heat of the mont. Go late, and all the resources will be distributed."
"Haha, I’m going too, but I’m off to admire the Dusk Palace Master’s style, see what a man who slays gods with a level 9 body looks like."
Late in the second millennium of the Nora Era.
Its influence is still expanding like an avalanche.
On one hand, Nora has the Dusk Palace Master, a na renowned throughout the Pan-Plane, and a large group of equally talented supernovas with sowhat lesser fa around the area.
On the other hand, the Star Gate project is constantly advancing. Nora is not entirely fused; the congress intervenes artificially, leaving a batch of worlds as transport hubs, thus constructing an incredibly complex Star Gate network within the Pan-Plane.
Nora cannot expand forever. Soday, its expansion will halt, and then the Star Gates will be the capillaries connecting the Multidinsional Plane. People, resources, culture, transcendence... all exchange will be unimpeded.
...
A year later.
In Nora Year 1772, Blood Battle Year 1660.
On this day, the void trembled above Nora High Sky, a powerful aura descended. It wielded an ancient, imposing, cold light shining black greatsword, three thousand dim yellow eyeballs swirling around on its body, a thousand miles tall, comparable to the four Giants Kings.
The Supre Council flew out legendary figures, staring seriously at the level 10 middle stage strongman before them. Edmund pondered for a mont and asked:
"Are you the Thousand-Eyed SwordsmanQuint?"
Thousand-Eyed Swordsman, ranked 24th among the Pan-Plane strongn, possessing level 10 middle stage cultivation, holds the supre treasure [Broken Star] ranked 33rd, a formidable figure in the Pan-Plane, having slain a weak God embodint tens of thousands of years ago, and later hid his na.
Rumor has it, he’s the strongest Thousand-Eyed Titan among the many-eyed Titans. Now, looking at the three thousand oculars on its body indeed affirms its mighty strength.
"I am the Thousand-Eyed Swordsman. Hearing that the Giant race has co to Nora, I specifically ca to seek my organization," Quint said, slightly bowing.
Giant race strongn are respected, Edmund’s power far surpasses his own, and he leads the Nora Council in opposition against the Abyss and Nightmare, possessing the deanor of the Ancestor of Giants.
Worthy of its respect!
"Hahaha, I did not expect that there are still compatriots of Thousand-Eyed Titans outside, wonderful, wonderful! In our Giant Continent, the Thousand-Eyed Titans have found a leader!"
Raffi ran excitedly toward him; although unfamiliar, the giant bloodline within made her especially affectionate towards Quint, both hugging on the spot, bringing tears to the strong man.
A Hundred-Eyed Titan looked at Quint.
"My king, welco back!"
Edmund laughed:
"Let’s go, give Quint a welco and dust bath!"
The next day.
The Supre Council brought good news again.
[The 24th ranked strongman of the Pan-Plane, Thousand-Eyed SwordsmanQuint joined the Nora Council, beca the 35th seat of the Supre. Stray Giant race strongn wandering through the Multidinsional Plane, holess, are welco to seek roots, build Giant Continent together, and board the great ship sailing to the new worlds!]
Nora fans were cheering and excited.
...
With the grand return of the Giant civilization, many wandering giants, hybrid giants, and other races skilled in body strength and naturally gifted ca in droves.
As years passed, 28 years later, there were 67 giant-related groups, bringing in 6 level 9 alien experts, hundreds to thousands above level 6.
Moreover, 136 non-giant groups joined due to the giant’s leading role, bringing 9 level 9 alien experts, countless others aside.
The level 9 alien experts number reached 220, Nora’s entire territory’s level 9 strongman count reached over 400, still rapidly growing.
Life follows the crowd.
For a long ti, people have beco accustod to enduring the Heavenly Father’s exploitation, accustod to Nightmare horror, Abyss Blood battle, numb and cowardly.
But when a leader with enough power and prestige rises.
Just one cry of "Are the kings and ministers inherently noble?" can unite the strength from Five Lakes and Four Seas, the myriad people of the eight directions.
People are not afraid of resistance, just lacking a leader, an organization capable of binding together the so-called "ramshackle crowd."
The Nora Council erged as needed!
This is Nora Year 1800, the chain reaction brought by the grand event of Giant’s return, continually fernting and spreading toward the Multidinsional Plane.
This is not the end; this is the beginning of the struggle.
Those behemoths living for countless years, almost undying, have enjoyed too much vested resources and interests, devouring endlessly this Universe.
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