Bustling City Streets teemed with people of every race coming and going.
Blood Race members with snow-white skin and crimson eyes, graceful nagas with scales growing in certain places, dwarves built like beer barrels, ordinary-looking humans carrying all manner of weapons...
City residents with vastly different habits lived together peacefully in this city. The impact of the Collapse treated everyone equally; it did not vary according to race.
As for those mysterious figures of unknown identity and origin—the Visitors from Other Worlds, the Survivors of the Previous Era—they too had successfully integrated into the city.
After so much time had passed, everyone had long since grown accustomed to their presence.
Aside from their mysterious identities, formidable strength, and unknown pasts, they seemed no different from ordinary intelligent races.
The only thing worth mentioning was perhaps their "immortality."
Those people were not impossible to talk to. On the contrary, they seemed quite happy to make friends with others. Besides, venturing beyond the city was bound to bring all kinds of unexpected incidents...
In short, even if one saw them completely killed with their own eyes, they would be back the next day, lively and kicking.
It was as though death was nothing more than a trivial matter to them. They only needed to revive after being killed.
At first, this discovery had shocked the city's residents. But like ripples raised on the water by the wind, it gradually calmed with the passage of time until it vanished.
It did not seem strange for outsiders to possess the ability to revive, did it?
The sudden clamor entering her ears left Qing Yuan somewhat disoriented. The nearby citizens all cast curious looks toward the human woman who appeared to have arrived via Spatial Teleportation.
Oran gathered a great many Human Mages, and unexpected