Above the city.

Within the dense clouds.

Two raccoon-shaped beings from another world quietly watched everything below.

Both were expressionless.

It wasn't until three hours later, when all the killable members of the Holy Spirit Clan in the city had been wiped out, that one of the raccoons bowed and spoke, "Great Law Enforcer, it seems like the Holy Spirit Clan no longer has any hope of recovery."

"Hmm." The raccoon, the Law Enforcer, nodded absently.

"Great one, should we suppress this human race?"

Upon hearing this.

The raccoon Law Enforcer gestured with his hand and looked up thoughtfully.

In this world, there are over ten thousand races.

Hence, they are called the myriad races.

And humans have always been considered a rather "insignificant" race.

Only those like it, who were "well-learned," had heard of them somewhat.

If it weren't for this event, it would have thought humans had long since perished, forever gone from the river of history...

"Humans."

"No need to suppress. This is an interesting subject." After much thought, the raccoon Law Enforcer licked his lips.

"Great Law Enforcer." The raccoon bowed again, "Then should I investigate this so-called 'Great Emperor'?"

(No need. At most an A+. Not worth mentioning. I'm actually quite curious about this race. How a civilization, lacking even in the number of C-level Transcendents, managed to birth B-level and A-level beings. Perhaps... their civilizational will might be different. Moreover, their tone of speech is too interesting. It has a weirdly homogenous feel.)

The raccoon: "..."

"Go ahead, return to the City of Enforcement." The raccoon Law Enforcer retracted his paws into the sleeves of his robe, his eyes full of life: "I shall stay here for further investigation. Besides, I'll take this chance to learn their language. Conveniently, an ancient relic will emerge eight thousand kilometers from here. I guess I won't be heading back for now."

"Yes, Great Law Enforcer." The raccoon bowed and slowly disappeared.

"..."

"Silver class..."

...

The ancestral land of humans.

A stone castle.

Third floor.

Chen Yu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the mountains of soul orbs before him, expressionless.

Centuries later, a rarely seen treasure was now piled full in a bedroom here.

One had to marvel at the significance of civilization.

Even the lowest of races, under the accumulation of a vast population, could amass transformative wealth.

"Too many."

"Really too many."

"I, can't eat them all."

Extending his hand, he picked up a soul orb and observed the rotating black vortex inside, his brow slightly furrowed.

Unlike the millennia-old soul orbs.

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This thing currently bore no tempting aspect whatsoever.

Instead, the faint "tasteless" stench made Chen Yu instinctively want to keep his distance.

His mind was filled with "sense of danger" and "sense of rejection."

Strangely.

He recalled what the queen had told him in the "House of Fate."

"Soul orbs, might be the highest-level creation, also filled with fear."

"Could it be..."

"This thing has an uncertain evolutionary nature?"

In silence.

Chen Yu was puzzled and, despite the discomfort, tried to "swallow" one to see.

But as he brought it to his lips, the "stench" became increasingly unbearable.

"No way."

"I really can't eat this."

"It tastes worse than shit."

"Can't eat it."

Casually throwing the soul orb back into the "mountain," he found a chair to sit down and started looking through the war reports on the table.

In just ten days.

Under his unstoppable cleansing, neither the Holy Spirit Clan nor the Divine Spirit Tribe any longer had Transcendents reaching B-level.

Yet the remaining C-level riffraff forming the resistance were still not something the "human trash" could handle.

So, when he ceased action yesterday.

The strategy to exterminate the foreign races immediately met resistance.

Even in some small cities and towns, under the resistance of individual C-level Transcendent outsiders, the mere two hundred human Transcendents had nearly half perished…

"Ah."

"Damn, it's hard to lead."

He was just one person after all.

The Divine Spirit Tribe's territory was so vast, he couldn't extinguish fires fast enough.

"Thump thump thump!"

Fortunately.

Not long after Chen Yu began feeling a headache, a soft knocking sound came from outside the door.

"Coming."

Chen Yu's spirits perked up, immediately looking towards the door, "Come in."

"Squeak—"

The brand new wooden door was pushed open.

The Grand Elder and the Second Elder cautiously poked their heads in, peering inside.

Upon seeing Chen Yu, they instantly trembled, hurriedly paying their respects in unison, "Greetings, your Highness the Queen."

Chen Yu: "..."

"Did her Highness the Queen summon us for something?" ×2

"Come in and talk. Close the door." Chen Yu said calmly.

"Yes!" ×2

The two hurriedly entered and closed the wooden door.

Standing before Chen Yu like misbehaving school children, they maintained protocol.

Eyes on the nose, nose on the heart, hearts not upright.

"You two, are you the strongest among our race's Transcendents now?" Chen Yu asked bluntly.

"No." The Grand Elder decisively shook his head.

"The strongest? What level?"

"Our previous leader."

"I meant who is still alive."

"The Grand Elder from Seal Dragon Mountain, D+."

"And you?" Chen Yu asked.

"Also D+." The Grand Elder answered.

Upon hearing that, Chen Yu smiled, "Then what does he have that you don't?"

"His special ability is stronger than mine." The Grand Elder said awkwardly.

"Oh, is that so." Chen Yu nodded in realization. After eyeing the Grand Elder for a while, he asked, "And your special ability is what?"

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