Ten years later, two landmasses would appear near each subcontinent, totaling thirty-four landmasses. However, under the manipulation of ****, nine of these landmasses would merge into a new subcontinent three hundred years later, and the landmass four hundred thousand kilometers south of the Xenops Subcontinent was one of those nine.
Hearing this news, Velin wanted to sit up, but after bumping into some object, he smoothly lay back down.
Feeling the strange sensation coming from her chest, Xuemya lowered her head and looked at Velin with some confusion.
Velin did not pay attention to Xuemya's confusion at the moment, but instead fell into deep contemplation.
The message told by Fate Guidance seemed somewhat different from what Saint Glerd had told him.
Faced with two pieces of information that differed greatly, his heart leaned more toward Fate Guidance.
The land to the south of the Xenops Subcontinent would become part of the new subcontinent, and another landmass appearing near the Xenops Subcontinent might become part of the new subcontinent, or it might merge with the Xenops Subcontinent.
So what should my choice be?
Choosing the landmass to the south meant that he would have to move.
If he chose another landmass as his target for pioneering, he might move, or he might not need to move.
If he had a choice, he... seemed unable to make a decision either.
Staying in the Xenops Subcontinent and borrowing the reputations of the God-Bestowed Count and the Eternal Dawn Knight, even if he established a kingdom, other countries would only offer congratulations and would not dare to oppose him overtly.
As for pulling strings secretly, that would depend on the stress-resistance capacity of the new-born country.
However, heading to the new subcontinent meant starting from scratch, representing that everything was unknown.
Looking at it