This ability is actually quite simple: Duanmu Huai can set countless coordinates and then place his [Eyes] in those locations. If anything happens, Duanmu Huai can seamlessly switch and immediately see what's happening there.

It's like a large surveillance platform. Duanmu Huai could watch girls in other worlds take baths while picking his toes, and when an alarm goes off, he can switch screens to see which world is being threatened and what kind of threat it is...

In Duanmu Huai's opinion, this ability is exactly what he needs the most.

Because C'Thun's Thousand Eyes can only cover a small area due to being sealed, Duanmu Huai is different. As a deity spanning the galaxy, he can leave marks in all places where the Tribunal has left its trace. He can even toss some [Eyes] into space to float around freely, seeing if they might randomly bump into something interesting.

Just like opening a blind box, it might turn out to be quite fun.

Next is [Thousand Roars], this ability, like [Thousand Eyes], can communicate with anyone regardless of distance, which is also very useful for Duanmu Huai. Although soul cards like Ann and Lorena can communicate through Mental Induction, followers like Mary and Lumiaire can't ignore spatial limits in conversations yet. Now with this ability, they can report to Duanmu Huai anytime, anywhere, even if Duanmu Huai isn't present. It also means Aikute won't need to relay through other cards whenever delivering a report to Duanmu Huai.

But compared to this, Duanmu Huai is very interested in another function of [Thousand Roars].

Just like [Thousand Eyes] can observe something from different dimensions, [Thousand Roars] can simultaneously transmit sounds from different dimensions to a target.

Duanmu Huai tried it out and was surprised to find that the sounds he emitted in different dimensions were entirely different.

So what is the use of this ability?

Well, it's simple. If Duanmu Huai now sings "ONLY YOU" to someone, he could literally drive them crazy.

Because the person would receive "ONLY YOU" sung from all dimensions at once... enough to make any sane creature's mind collapse.

Of course, for Duanmu Huai, this ability is more of a joke—it can be played with casually, but whether it can be genuinely useful when fighting the Evil God is another matter.

Hmm, perhaps it could be used against the Cunning Deception, that chatterbox?

Even if he talks a lot, he certainly can't argue with all dimensions simultaneously.

Compared to the first two, [Thousand Whiskers] is the least significant enhancement for Duanmu Huai, for a simple reason: Duanmu Huai is already an [Old Day Dominator], and tentacles have long been his standard. So this ability merely gives Duanmu Huai a +1 buff to all Ancient God abilities, with nothing else particularly worthy of mention.

Actually, the Ancient Gods' abilities have many development methods, but Duanmu Huai is not interested in those that require him to think. On usual days, he'd rather swing his fists instinctively to solve a problem. If punching doesn't work, then thinking about it can wait. Now, when surrounded by lots of people, Duanmu Huai is even more inclined to throw those brain-demanding challenges to others.

As for himself... Small hammer on the skull feels most comfortable.

Just as Duanmu Huai triumphantly returned to the warship for a nap, a group of dwarves was conducting their dig at an archaeological site.

"Alright, lads, let's give it our all. We're about to take a big step forward!"

Brann Bronzebeard waved his pickaxe, his face full of excitement and fervor.

Unlike other people, after returning from the Tribunal and reporting everything he knew to his brother, Brann resumed his beloved archaeological work. For Brann Bronzebeard, although the Cosmic Star Ocean was quite astonishing, he loved excavation archaeology, work that brings accomplishments.

Whether it was luck brought by his cosmic journey, Brann managed to excavate a mysterious relic deep in the desolate mountains.

According to Brann's estimation, this relic was older than any he excavated before. Although this conclusion seemed unbelievable, it had sparked enormous interest from Brann.

The relic was inside a cave; its door made of unknown metal, once very durable but now dilapidated, buried by collapsed stones after endless ages. Luckily, being a dwarf, Brann was excellent at digging, currently leading his assistants to clear this relic, trying to see what treasures it held.

"Hey, Brann, over here!!"

As Brann was desperately digging, suddenly another dwarf shouted beside him, and Brann hurriedly ran over. There, other dwarves were clearing a piece of wall from the nearby ruins, with patterns and words on it.

"This is Troll script, let me have a look."

Seeing this, Brann Bronzebeard's eyes lit up as he stepped forward and began translating word by word.

"... We had to escape from Azshara's shadow; as the Splinterbone Tribe, our destiny had come to an end. We thought our fate couldn't get worse, but we were wrong..."

"Splinterbone Tribe?"

Brann paused for a moment.

"Never heard of this Troll tribe?"

"They mentioned Azshara, so it's a matter of the High Elven Kingdom era...

"That's over ten thousand years ago."

Everyone was discussing it, but their hands didn't stop, continuing to clear the relic, quickly revealing more parts.

"... We don't know where those beings originated from; they descended from the skies and occupied our Holy land. This blasphemous act absolutely couldn't be tolerated; we launched an Attack against them, but failed as their Strength was unimaginably formidable. Most tribesmen were killed, while the remaining stayed here, doing their bidding..."

"... These beings conversed in languages we couldn't understand, but I learned some of their tongue. They fled here, seemingly chased by some terrifying presence, so they hid and arrived here, discussing hiding something to retrieve later. This is our chance! They wanted us to seal the Holy land, but we wouldn't be captured. We've decided to act during their ceremony, to completely trap them in the Holy land, avenging our fallen brethren! As for that thing..."

The text became blurry here; Brann Bronzebeard rubbed and wiped it, taking quite a while before revealing the rear text.

Staring at the words, Brann puzzledly stroked his beard.

"What is this? Transcriber?"

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