"This is the first time in my life that I've seen a living Nine-Headed Doom Rat," a burly, middle-aged Beastmaster in a noodle shop in Beishi said, pointing to a group of giant rats passing by outside. They had nine heads, walked on four legs, and their shoulders were as high as a human's calf. Their bodies were covered in bulging muscles.
This book is first published on the entire network by π π¨ π π π . π π π
"Brother Wang, so that's a Nine-Headed Doom Rat. I've only ever seen them in textbooks," a young Beastmaster next to him said, raising his head abruptly and looking at the giant rats passing by outside in amazement.
The Nine-Headed Doom Rat, like humans, is one of the Twelve Victorious Races, a pure flesh-type alien race. However, the Nine-Headed Doom Rat's territory is far away from human territory, located at the two poles of the world. Contact was severed long ago, and the younger generation of Beastmasters can only see traces of this race in textbooks. They never thought they would see a living one today.
"Ten of the Twelve Victorious Races have come. Our Great King is really in the limelight this time."
The burly, middle-aged Beastmaster, called Brother Wang, chuckled. As for why only ten came, it was because only ten could come. The Sky Curtain Bull had been destroyed, and the Void Sky Crane was half-crippled. They could come purely because they were now an affiliated race of humans and had no choice.
"Then, Brother Wang, do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing for the Great King?"
The young Beastmaster sat back down, slurping his noodles as he asked.
"Who cares if it's a good thing or a bad thing? With our Great King's strength, even the worst things can be turned into good things."
Brother Wang snorted, a disdainful smile on his face.
In the past few days, Qian Er had also received the title of the strongest Beastmaster bestowed by various human factions. Now, even those who didn't know Qian Er knew that he was the strongest living human in the world.
During this time, the group in Beishi could be said to have been in the limelight, walking with their heads held high.
The Nine-Headed Doom Rats outside the door heard the commotion inside. Although they couldn't understand what those people were saying, they could see the way those humans were looking at them, as if they were looking at monkeys.
"Father, I hate this look!" A smaller Nine-Headed Doom Rat scratched the ground with its claws, spitting out annoyed words, of course, in the language of the Nine-Headed Doom Rats.
It was used to throwing its weight around at home, encountering only the Nine-Headed Doom Rat's affiliated races. It was always the one looking at others with that kind of gaze. How could it be its turn to be looked at like this?
"Bear with it. Humans and us are both one of the Twelve Victorious Races. Their strength is even vaguely stronger than ours. Compared to our other affiliated races, it's definitely different. Besides, this is the territory of that strongest human Beastmaster. We have to be careful here."
Its father was a True King-level Nine-Headed Doom Rat leading the team. The leaders of the Ten Victorious Races were all True Kings. If the strength of those who came was too low, they would be laughed at by the other races.
Being laughed at by other small races was fine. Anyway, they didn't care. Those small races didn't even know if they could live past next year. Wouldn't they let them have their fun?
But if they were laughed at by races of the same level, that would be really uncomfortable.
"Let's go. The lair prepared for us by the human officials is ahead."
After speaking, the True King-level Nine-Headed Doom Rat turned its head, trying not to look at the surrounding crowd, and walked towards the predetermined direction.
As a True King, it had lost count of how long it had been since it had experienced this kind of gaze.
But it couldn't lose its temper, because according to the information it knew, that King Zhen Tian was a dark-type Beastmaster. The dark-type Beastmaster's coveting of their race was recorded in their inherited memories. In their inherited memories, when encountering human flesh-type or dark-type Beastmasters of the same level, they needed to escape immediately.
In fact, if it hadn't been because it was too isolated in the race, and there was no friend who could help when it encountered problems, it wouldn't have received this task.
A True King-level Nine-Headed Doom Rat voluntarily walked into the lair of the world's strongest dark-type Beastmaster. Could there be anything more ridiculous than this?
"Rat King, please come this way." Soon, they arrived at their destination. An official under the Grand Master of Ceremonies was standing at the entrance of the underground palace, smiling at the group of rats.
They had temporarily built places suitable for the various races to live, putting a lot of effort into the superficial work.
"Okay." The Rat King glanced at the official, nodded, and walked into the underground palace. Qian Er's King Conferral Ceremony would be held tomorrow, and it decided to stay in the underground palace all day.
As time passed, various races entered Beishi. The diversity of races here was even comparable to the gene bank stored in Yan Country. Except for those races that had been extinct and could not be found, almost all the rest were here.
"Father, why do we have to come here?" Inside the underground palace, the Rat King's son looked at his father coiled up beside him, and said with some annoyance.
This underground palace was not only inhabited by their race. All the races living underground were here. It had encountered several shadows of affiliated races when it just went out. Although they didn't live on the same floor as it, they left instantly when they saw it, but it still felt uncomfortable.
Just thinking about those dirty things living in the same underground palace as it made it feel itchy all over.
"I know you look down on those pig-like affiliated races, but here, you have to bear with it. According to the information, that human King Zhen Tian is petty. He can't remember who came among the ten thousand races, but he can remember who didn't come. While he's alive, try not to give him a chance to lose his temper. Being able to withstand two foundation-level Void Sky Cranes and temporarily gain the upper hand, and being a dark-type Beastmaster, opponents of this level are too dangerous."
The Rat King said with some worry.
Although these alien races living underground did not have earth-type abilities, they had also derived some means of controlling the earth veins. The moment the floating continent fell to the ground, the earth veins isolated on the floating continent connected to the original earth veins, turning into a part of the earth. They could find the original scenes from the earth veins.
But it was because they saw it that they felt frightened. The Blood-Burning Saint, bearing the side effects of Blood Burst, fought two Void Sky Crane elders alone, making them flee in terror. Thatζ»ε€© fierce power made it shudder even after seeing it.
Seeing his always admired father show such an uneasy expression, his son's face was full of anger, but he didn't know who to vent it on.
At this time, in Beishi, various detection abilities crisscrossed, and there were even cases of misconnections. All races' attention was focused on the center of Beishi, the King Zhen Tian's Mansion.
Every move of the King Zhen Tian's Mansion affected countless heartstrings, but they did not dare to go any further. Not to mention Qian Er, the deterrent power of just the five words "dark-type True King" was enough to do this.
