Locke continued to delve deeper into this world. Thirteen shadows appeared in his mind, resembling thirteen giants.
They had divided up that world's authority.
The Fire God, Water God, Wind God, Light God----
Locke frowned. He could sense that the Plane Power had been separately stripped away by these beings. The World Power corresponding to the various concepts within the Ringed Mountain had been claimed by those giants, giving each of them Second-Ring-level strength.
Locke was speechless.
It wasn't that he was speechless because they possessed Second-Ring-level strength. That was nothing to him.
There were all kinds of strange things in the Infinite Void, let alone something that merely possessed Second-Ring-level Magic Pressure.
In the end, the total amount of Magic Pressure wasn't valuable. After all, whose Magic Pressure could surpass the world itself?
What was valuable was the level of civilization and the power system.
The key problem was that this world had been made extremely strange by that group of giants.
That giant race seemed to have dug enormous holes into the world itself.
At this moment, the World Principle of the Three-Cave World looked to Locke like a piece of cheese riddled with countless large holes.
First, how could such a world continue to exist?
Second, how had a group of native giants seized the Plane Power? And how had they seized it so completely?
How outrageous? How insane?
The entire world seemed to have been turned into their private property.
At this moment, a practically insane thought even appeared in Locke's mind.
Could that world originally have had the potential to become a medium-to-large-scale world, but because of these parasites, had it ended up as merely a medium-scale world? It wasn't impossible."
"Given this world's strength, it was clearly only one final step away from becoming