The ship gradually docked, and they stepped onto the land.

They then discovered that this was a mythical continent, half coast, half land and sea island.

The creatures along the coastline were astonished to see them, unable to imagine the towering giants, yet they seemed to have heard pre-emptive communication and didn't react too rudely, merely watching from afar.

At this moment, the staff in their hands sent a message, "Don't be too surprised, long-lived Giant Tribe, the flow of our world's time is a day a year."

"The staff is talking?" They were shocked.

"What did you think? Why else give it to you? It's a communication tool among Mages."

An annoyed voice came from inside, "Go to the Giant Library prepared for you and learn. This land is in constant war; although everyone worships the Sun God, a few gods are fighting, vying for believers… to break through and become a True God."

It's like walking the emperor's path in the east, to prove oneself a True Immortal.

This continent is indeed chaotic.

After all, where there are people, there is war, let alone breaking through the fourth realm by crushing other contemporaries?

Quickly, these people settled down.

After a few days, they seemed to have witnessed a myth.

The world was rapidly evolving, and they saw powerful forces rising one after another.

Mages established a Divine Kingdom and divine systems, even through magnetic ores, like base stations planted on the ground, self-supplying sunlight to form a huge automatic magic net, condensing into a spirit plane.

Within the Divine Kingdom, colorful elemental seas floated, with towering magic trees.

Gods were battling for faith, hoping to ignite divine fire and become a fourth-realm True God; for if they failed, they could only become a subordinate false god, halted for life.

At this time, there were thirteen True Gods on the whole land, dividing the faith of the entire world.

Even other subsequent True Gods were bound by them, required to belong to their factions in the future to gain support for igniting divine fire.

Faith, power, becoming a god...

In everyone's eyes, it was incredible.

Just a brief week, equivalent to an overseas trip, and countless eras had already changed.

Some senior fourth-year individuals chose to enter prehistoric civilizations to train.

Amid heavy fog, only traversing through countless prehistoric buildings.

Fast!

Simply too fast.

Fleeting civil progress, developing at a speed like a fleeting shadow.

"It's like witnessing the development of historical eras. Were we really long-lived immortal giants?" someone sighed.

Everyone who lived here for a while knew that our world was about to undergo a drastic change.

Quickly, martial prodigies from Western sects also came to this island as exchange students to eat new plant-figure people and learn magic.

The entire continent also completely changed dramatically.

...

New continent.

The three major forces each planted war spies in the opposing high echelons.

They had become aware of the world's anomalies.

"Revived! They have revived too!!"

In a nearly modern autonomous region, in front of a cumbersome computer with a rear skull, an informant, dumbfounded, looked at the photographic intelligence.

Islands.

Underwater civilization.

Mages, Light God...

"Must report."

The intelligence officer used a computer to print out the intelligence, lowered his hat, and walked out of the room.

Here, every household already owned a television with a rear skull, and even old-fashioned computers with a rear skull were gradually becoming popular.

Unlike Hawkes and Yinxu, the civilization of the Austria Kingdom was highly advanced, with computers becoming widespread, a huge difference between rural and modern urban compared to the other two nations.

Already similar to a 21st-century modern city.

"Hehehe, didn't expect it, not just our East, even the Western Mayan Civilization has revived? The world has really become lively. Ancient myths from tens of thousands of years ago on this planet have all reappeared..." An eerie voice came, it was Moloch.

It must be said that human body modification, cloning giant divinities, indeed attracted him on this land.

He...

Moloch!

The archenemy of Buddha, the ancient Master of the Demon Realm...

Was to overthrow this star's greatness!

Even the emperor of the mortal world wants to humiliate him?

And said the Celestial Emperor above couldn't kill him once? How could a mortal emperor not kill?

Ridiculous!

This hatred not avenged?

"This new continent is indeed not simple, with various ancient civilizations gradually reviving." A young hawk-nosed general sighed and said, "Your Highness Moloch, war may erupt again. What should we do?"

"Just fully support my rapid militarization; I want to birth hundreds of billions of people. Your philosophy is very similar to mine, with natural selection, racial supremacy. You dislike Jews, and I unify the world; you are the mortal emperor, isn't it easy to destroy any race?" Moloch said, "I heard you are also interested in Her Highness Nuwa of Eastern Civilization, in creating people from clay... saying you want to tailor the greatest Aryan race."

Moloch looked sharply at the new continent's map,

"Three great civilizations, dividing the world; they will eventually expand."

"I'll take preemptive strikes; I don't care how the Giant Tribe of the world views me... the world is returning to myth, giants are scarce, just obediently stay in the deep mountains as a rare species."

On the huge military map, on each autonomous region, he picked up a marker, placing it continuously, sorting through his thoughts, "Occupy all the rivers, planes of the new continent."

The hawk-nosed general was silent for a moment.

Perhaps the third world war will erupt anew...

The previous World War II, about 70 million people died, the most in history; one-tenth of the planet's population was affected and injured.

Now, the casualties may be...

Only afraid of hundreds of billions of people!

The third world war unexpectedly involved ancient godly civilizations intervening themselves...

A Moloch descending upon their military base, the events of the past week also seemed like a bizarre dream to him.

"Go madly provide resources, military rations; if dead, breed replacements, carve out a world! The pinnacle of civilization is fought, not stabilized!"

"War! War! War!"

Moloch stood with hands behind his back, "Throughout history, mankind's weapons of war always develop rapidly when a great war breaks out."

"Our Demon Realm doesn't fear Western Atlantis or Eastern Shushan Land... Our spiritual body is inherently superior, but the two-front battle is still quite tricky."

Atlantis had only developed for a little over a week.

The foundation was seriously lacking, and Moloch knew it was the best time to act.

So just go directly to war; supported by the Great Witch Realm's national strength, aren't they afraid resources won't keep up? They provide the money, we just explode the population, that's all!

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