Imaginings

The Great Octopus could see the situation before him clearly enough.

After all, although the Six Paths of Reincarnation had been the victorious world, it had still lost many powerful figures.

The number of high-ranking powerhouses in a world was fixed. After all, resources were limited. The collapse and calamity of an era would leave certain vacancies behind, but they also created opportunities for newcomers to rise. Crises often came hand in hand with opportunities.

Now that the great war had just ended, they were immediately and tirelessly searching for members of his race, all to fill those vacancies and help his kin rise to prominence. They were genuinely considering things from his perspective.

"Perhaps I might even obtain a position among the Asura Thirteen Demon Gods," the Great Octopus murmured softly. "It seems our race is about to prosper. We have encountered an enormous opportunity."

At that moment, a player beside him asked, "Have you set the coordinates?"

The Great Octopus nodded. After breaking through to become a deity, he had vaguely gained a bloodline connection and summons from his race.

"Good. We'll continue modifying things and set out another day," said a player.

Their plan was extremely urgent.

There was naturally a reason they were working tirelessly, madly pursuing efficiency and squeezing every moment of time.

After becoming deities, their lifespans were very short—only two thousand years. And once they died, they were truly dead.

They had vaguely come to feel that their bodies on Earth were like their earthly avatars, while their true bodies had already become deities upon this land.

The twelve of them were the elite among elites, carved out from countless players—the champions of every PVP Fighting Competition amid the competition of tens of millions of players.

At this point, those who had managed