"Immortal Sheep, how many Heaven Realm Battlefields are there in total?" Lu Ran asked.
[Five.]
"Five?" Lu Ran's expression turned grave. "How are things on those battlefields?"
[Not good.] Immortal Sheep replied coldly.
Lu Ran had naturally been prepared for that. He asked, "Which one is in the worst shape? Is it Great Xia?"
[Heavenly Bamboo.]
Lu Ran was about to say something when he suddenly realized another issue: Immortal Sheep had named only one country.
In other words...
"Heavenly Bamboo is actually like Great Xia? One country gets a battlefield all to itself?" Lu Ran was rather taken aback.
There were only five battlefields in the entire world!
It was one thing for Great Xia to bear one alone, but Heavenly Bamboo had one to itself too?
Where were the other three battlefields?
The world map was so vast—was that enough to divide among them?
[What?]
"Oh, right!" Lu Ran slapped his forehead, realizing his train of thought had been wrong.
The battlefields followed the gods.
When the gods descended upon the world, what they fought over was not territory, but the people living upon that land!
So many gods had descended upon Great Xia not because its territory was vast.
It was because it had many people!
By the same logic, Heavenly Bamboo's population was no smaller than Great Xia's!
As for the nations in other regions of the world, no matter how expansive their territories were, as long as their populations were sparse, there would be few gods.
[This is not what you should be considering right now. What you need to think about is how to arm yourself as much as possible amid the coming chaos.]
"Mm." Lu Ran immediately reined in his thoughts.
After pondering for a long while, he raised his head to gaze