The People from a Doomed World

The man rowing the small boat was a gray-haired man.

He wore a somewhat worn-out suit of armor, covered with mottled marks from swords and blades. He had a handsome face with a light bluish beard that ran from his chin to his cheeks, giving him a somewhat weathered appearance.

His gray hair was tied into a neat ponytail, hanging down his back. His hands gripped a wooden oar tightly. The waves on the Void River were many times more violent than the storms on the real ocean, constantly tossing the small boat high into the air and then back down. However, the man's hands still steadily controlled the wooden boat with the Oar, preventing it from capsizing.

Besides the man at the helm, there were other figures on the wooden boat: a short blacksmith who looked like a lump of anvil; an old man in a long robe with a hunched back; a beautiful and neatly dressed female Knight; a well-dressed woman being cared for by her; and a petite and slender girl with moon-white hair, closed eyes, and a slumped figure, sitting on the ground in prayer behind the man.

They didn't look like a well-trained fleet at all; rather, they looked like refugees fleeing from somewhere. Even with the towering waves ahead, there was no sign of despair in their eyes.

However, just as the small boat was sailing smoothly, a huge "land" suddenly appeared in front of it.

The gray-haired man put down his Oar, blinked, then stretched out his finger and touched his eyes. A light shone from his fingertip, as if some Mysterious Power had been imbued into his eyes. He opened his eyes again, looking towards the land ahead. After a long while, he turned back uncertainly and asked, "If I'm not mistaken, is that land?"

Upon hearing his words, the girl sitting not far behind him with her eyes closed straightened up slightly. She didn't open her eyes, but she clearly used some mysterious method to sense the land that appeared in front of the small boat.

No, darling.

She replied, "That is a Deity with power beyond our comprehension."

The Gray-Haired Man wanted to say something more, but as soon as she finished speaking, the "land" suddenly rose up. Countless Energy Storm were forcibly pushed aside by this behemoth, and an unimaginably huge human head appeared in front of them, blocking the path of the small boat.

"Get out of there!"

The Gray-Haired Man steadied the ship, shouted something, and then stood at the bow, facing the Giant God, and drew his sword from his waist with a whoosh.

His sword, like his armor, was full of nicks and chips, making it look less like a divine weapon and more like an antique that a tomb raider had pulled out of an ancient tomb.

A lava-like red light flowed along the wounds on the blade, and then a flame suddenly rose from the blade, its color a fiery deep red.

The Gray-Haired Man gripped his longsword tightly, staring intently at the enormous head before him. To this day, he had defeated countless unimaginably powerful enemies, achieving glorious victories in countless near-death experiences. However, the head now appearing on the river outside this world was larger and more formidable than any enemy he had ever faced before.

Now this head is blocking their path, its friend or foe unclear. If it's friendly, that's fine, but if it comes with malice, the man isn't sure if he can lead his companions to escape alive.

Just as the gray-haired man was preparing for battle, a strange mental fluctuation suddenly came from the direction of the giant. This mental fluctuation resounded in their minds. At first, it was just a buzzing sound, but it gradually turned into some kind of language that they could not understand. After a while, the fluctuation suddenly turned into words that they could understand and resounded directly in the depths of their minds.

"Relax, friend."

The voice said, "We mean you no harm."

As if sensing something, the Gray-Haired Man raised his head and looked around.

As the voice rang out, the Energy Wave of the Void River beside the Wooden Boat suddenly parted to the left and right, revealing a huge landmass, or rather, a giant hand, that suddenly appeared from beneath the Void River and floated beside the Wooden Boat. Then, space shifted, and a White Hair man, accompanied by several women, abruptly appeared beside the Wooden Boat.

Bai Qiuran and his family teleported onto the Giant God Automaton's palm, then looked at the group of people on the Wooden Boat in front of them.

He first glanced at the gray-haired man in front of him, his gaze lingering on him for a moment, then looked at each of them in turn, taking in everyone's details. Finally, he paid special attention to the Wooden Boat and Oar the group of people were paddling.

Then, Bai Qiuran revealed a gentle smile and extended her hand to the Gray-Haired Man.

"Hello, it's fate that we meet in a place like this. I am Human Race from the world upstream of this river."

The Gray-Haired Man turned around and looked back, then extended his hand and shook hands with Bai Qiuran.

"Hello, we are from the lower reaches of this Great River... I am also Human Race, and they are my companions."

"Your race also calls yourselves human, and you are quite similar to us. What a coincidence."

Bai Qiuran smiled at them and continued, "My wives have prepared wine in the palm of my hand. Would you do me the honor of coming up for a chat? I see you've been traveling for a long time and seem quite tired. Why don't we stop the boat for a while, come aboard, have some wine, and catch up?"

The gray-haired man thought for a moment and agreed. Bai Qiuran helped him push his boat onto the Giant God Automaton's palm. He then led them to the center of the Giant God Automaton's palm. Su Xiangxue and Jiang Lan used magic to set up tables and chairs, and Li Jinyao took out cooked food and wine. Bai Qiuran then ate and chatted with this group of strange people.

The group chatted happily, and from the Gray-Haired Man, Bai Qiuran and the others learned that this group of people came from a world that had already been destroyed. Because the world was on the verge of destruction, he felled a Giant Tree in their world, made it into a wooden boat, and escaped with the remaining people.

We are now searching for a new world.

The Gray-Haired Man said, "A world that can become our new home."

"Then you've come to the right person."

Bai Qiuran laughed heartily upon hearing this and said, "I can arrange such a world for you."

The Gray-Haired Man's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he then asked, "So, what price do we need to pay?"

"I don't need a high price; I don't want your souls, bodies, money, or treasures."

Bai Qiuran moment, then continued, "All I need is an Oath from you."