For the next few centuries.
Because of the first generation of leaders who risked their lives to fight for it, humanity was able to develop and live in peace.
Over time, the human population has expanded dramatically.
At the foot of Mount Targon, there are densely packed houses and people.
On Mount Targon.
"This is too annoying, let's just kick them out."
After being disturbed for hundreds of years, some of the gods have grown tired of humans.
"But didn't we promise that person that humans could live at the foot of Mount Targon? Isn't this a bad thing to do?"
The kind-hearted deity hesitated.
"That's right, but we didn't agree to let humans live there indefinitely, so we're not breaking the agreement."
"One of the gods argued."
The other deities tacitly agreed, as they too were annoyed by the noise from these humans.
The minority submits to the majority, and eventually a divine being personally descends to drive out humanity.
Faced with the powerful divine beings, humanity had no will to resist and could only move away from Mount Targon as ordered.
Humans once again lived a life of homelessness.
After hundreds of years of development, the human population has become enormous.
In the past, fewer people made movement easier, but now that there are more people, they are easily affected by the aftermath of battles in a turbulent external environment.
Therefore, humans decided to split into several parts and sail away.
After hundreds of years of development, the outside world now presents a scene of countless races standing side by side.
Various previously hidden races have begun to emerge.
A physically powerful orc race.
A celestial fox species possessing demonic powers.
An immortal vampire.
A fantasy species with controllable dreams.
A forest species that integrates with nature.
etc...
Regardless, these races each possess their own formidable strength and unique characteristics, while humans remain consistently among the worst.
Like those native creatures that have not been awakened, they have no status whatsoever.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, golden light appeared in the sky.
All races involuntarily looked up at the heavens.
The divine voice, striking straight to the soul, resonated in the minds of every living being.
The racial war has begun.
All races are automatically invited to participate; the winner will be the dominant race in this realm.
[Racial status corresponds to ranking.]
The former race receives greater blessings than the latter.
[With a constant total amount of blessings, races with more blessings prosper, while those with fewer blessings decline and perish over time.]
[Rank advancement is achieved by defeating races with similar rankings.]
For a moment, everyone was astonished.
This will left them no choice but to obey, as if it were innate and they could only submit.
They realized that this was the will of the world, which is the way of Heaven.
So they looked up at the golden list high in the sky.
[Ranking] [Race]
1. Divine Seed
2 Dragon Spirit Seeds
3 Elf species
4 days breeding
5 Goblin species
6. Dwarf race
7 Heavenly Foxes
8 Fantasy species
9 forest species
10 Mech Types
... ...
100 humans
(Currently, the races that have been awakened are the one hundred races created by Jiang Xuan.)
Each race saw its own ranking position. Some races were dissatisfied with the rankings above them, feeling that the races above them were nothing special and wondered why the other races were ranked higher.
Are we weaker than them?
The only way to advance in the rankings is to defeat the opposing race.
Thus began a global racial war.
The number one ranked deity species, on the other hand, seemed indifferent, since they were already in first place.
But soon, they faced endless challenges from lower-ranking races.
No race was spared; each race fought for its own ranking.
Oh, and humans are no exception, but instead of challenging other races, they are constantly fleeing from war.
As the lowest-ranking race, no other race had any intention of fighting them.
So weak, other races don't want to waste their time fighting them, as there's no benefit in it. The only way to advance in the rankings is to defeat the higher-ranking race and take their place, not to slaughter other races.
Therefore, humans, being at the bottom of the hierarchy, have actually benefited from this misfortune; otherwise, if other races attacked them, it would have meant their extinction.
Humans have no desire to challenge the superior races; rather, they dare not even think about it.
The aftermath of the daily battles causes countless human deaths and injuries.
Human beings are facing an even more difficult living situation.
They lamented why other races were born with great strength, while humans were powerless to even kill a chicken.
Even the slightest ability to protect oneself, even just the ability to barely survive, is not enough!
What kind of bullshit racial ranking is this? They just want to live a good life!
Is this the kind of wish that even heaven won't grant?
And so, several more decades passed.
The world, which was once relatively peaceful, is now filled with the smoke of war every day.
The rankings on the Golden List changed several times, but the Divine Race still stood firmly in first place, making other races hesitate to advance.
The Dragon Spirit race once challenged the God Spirit race.
The afterglow of that battle was clearly seen by all races.
With immense power, he can pluck stars from the sky and wield them with ease, using starlight at his disposal, and magic remains unaffected.
The Dragon Spirit race's racial talent, the Dragon Language, only caused the Divine Spirit race to momentarily lose their composure; it was not enough to inflict any effective damage.
However, each strike from the divine species contained the power of stars, and even the dragon spirit species, which prided itself on its physical strength, was beaten to a bloody pulp high in the sky.
The mournful roar of the dragon echoed across the sky during that battle.
Subsequently, realizing they couldn't win in a one-on-one fight, the Dragon Spirits united with many lower-ranking races to challenge the Divine Spirits.
The dwarves forged the Heavenly Abyss to attack the gods, the Skyfeathers unleashed their Heavenly Fall attack on the gods, and the goblins used their guns and cannons, the elves used their magic, and so on.
Faced with the alliance of many races, the divine race was fearless and suppressed these challengers with its powerful strength, declaring to all races that the might of the gods was insurmountable and the wrath of the gods was unstoppable.
That battle shattered the sky and dimmed the stars, ultimately ending with the victory of the divine race.
Other races began to lie low and accumulate strength.
This battle was merely a test of the divine race; no one had actually revealed the full potential of their own race.
They need to be wary of their allies betraying them along the way. They agreed to help the Dragon Spirits challenge the Gods in order to test the strength of the Gods.
So after getting the information they wanted, everyone stopped fighting without prior agreement, except for the foolish Dragon Spirit race, who fought to the very end.
In the end, they were forcefully driven back to Dragon Valley by the divine race, and as punishment for their defeat, they were ordered not to leave Dragon Valley for three hundred years without the divine race's command.
Faced with the overwhelming power of the Divine Race, the Dragon Spirit Race dared not speak out, for the Divine Race was simply too strong, and they had no choice but to obey their orders.
So the Dragon Spirits also went into hiding in Dragon Valley, waiting for the day they would make a comeback.
This test also allowed all races to witness the power of the top-ranked races.
Those races in lower positions did not dare to even consider a challenge.
Actually, ranking in the middle is not bad...
Countless races consoled themselves in this way.
The flames of war did not cease because of that great battle; one racial war after another broke out.
All races progressed through battle, and they began to delve into the fundamental powers of their own races.
The fortune of heaven and earth is constantly increasing, and the world is showing signs of advancement.
Jiang Xuan, who was in control of everything, was very satisfied. This war between races was a great calamity he had arranged.
According to his prediction, the great calamity would last for a thousand years before it ended.
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