Chapter 467: Sureasians
Locke stepped down from the semicircular Void Battleship with the wizards from the project team. He stored the Sea Golden Sand in his palm and swept his gaze over the subordinate mages of the Sureas Plane who had come to welcome them.
The Sureas Plane was a medium-sized world. The Sureasians were a branch of humanity. They had slender builds, and every one of them was tall, fair-skinned, and beautiful, with green hair. Their average height was two and a half meters, yet their waists were much slimmer than those of the main human race in the Wizarding World. They were a specialized human race of the Sureas Plane, one of the branches of humanity.
At this moment, all these green-haired Sureasians bowed to Locke and the other Cloud Marsh Cup participants. Their eyes were feverish, as if they were watching their spiritual idols step down from the Void Battleship.
The colonial philosophies of each region were different. Black Wizards were more accustomed to savage violence, plundering, the buying and selling of people, or the seizure of precious materials.
The colonies of Cloud Marsh Wetland generally fell into two categories.
The first consisted of places with highly advanced civilizations. Cloud Marsh Wetland would likely regard them as markets for dumping goods and centers for cheap manufacturing.
The second consisted of planes like the Sureas Plane, which possessed a certain level of civilization but were not sufficiently developed. Cloud Marsh Wetland would culturally colonize these planes, forcibly spreading Wizard Civilization and ensuring that their entertainment and education systems completely worshipped Wizard Civilization, thereby turning their mages into fiercely loyal mages of an affiliated plane.
Undoubtedly, Cloud Marsh Wetland valued long-term interests more than short-term gains.
At this moment, the Sureasians all bowed to Locke and the others. "For