The gods and demons gathered once again.
"Could her idea actually work?"
"Hard to say. Perhaps only the Star Sea and the Mountains know where the limit lies."
"Perhaps even they don't know. According to records of the old days, war came first, and the Invasion Sequence only appeared afterward."
"As far as I know, it was King who discovered how to share World Skills through the Invasion Sequence. If you have nothing better to do, you could visit him in the Burial Ground. Perhaps you'll get an answer."
"I'd advise you not to... Once, when I went to pay my respects to the Beaver Duke, I passed his grave, and he stopped me. He demanded that I find a cat to watch over his grave. Honestly, I couldn't stand it. The six cats he raised himself are off traveling everywhere and refuse to guard his grave. Where am I supposed to find a cat willing to do it?!"
"So did you find one?"
"...Hehe, I crouched on his grave myself and meowed in a gruff voice all night. Then he told me to get lost."
Finally, Qihua concluded, "Neither the Star Sea nor the Mountains are anything more than recorders, overseers, and executors, rather than true creators and driving forces. The creators and driving forces of this era are all on the Clock Dial right now."
Once every player present had completed one duel, 45 players remained.
Several pairs of players had taken each other down and been eliminated together, but strangely, these players seemed to have coordinated: either both chose to execute the other's race, or both independently chose to forgo it, like Qiu Lu and Mirror Goose.
It was as though everyone shared the same standards for judging the grudges between them.
The atmosphere in the