The Bard is Fantasizing Again
Chapter 257

The Bigger, the Better (4k)

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[Tang Qi's Wasteland Guide]

In ancient legends, every race and every person once had a god they worshiped.

Some faith came from a god's direct aid, like Twilight Father "Valenne, who still brought peace and restful sleep to mortals.

But for Giants, their faith "mostly came from the boiling blood of Father God Annan "flowing through their bodies. At least, in the Giants' eyes, they described a distant age measured in billions of years, claiming that Annan created the world and that they themselves were the only inhabitants of that era. Some wiser Giants thought that was too much of a stretch, so they claimed they had coexisted with dragons.

The Giant god Annan hoped that his descendants could use the great wisdom he had granted them to rule the world. Yes, just like the Beastfolk, they wanted to rule the world too.

Unfortunately, the Giants fell far short of the destiny their Father God had envisioned for them, allowing countless lesser races to take their place upon the earth.

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Now they could only live in distant plains, palaces beneath the sea—those remote, isolated, unexplored lands.

It was hard for the Giants not to become obsessed with bloodlines.

Thus, most orthodox Giants regarded Cyclopes ", Ogres ", and other Giant descendants as mongrels ", believing that the blood flowing through their veins was not pure enough.

Even Hill Giants ", who stood at the bottom of the chain of contempt, thought the same—

You might not know what Hill Giants were or how they differed from other Giants.

Adventurers who had glimpsed them might describe them as enormous apes wearing animal skins. Sometimes, they did not even have animal skins.

Their features were still limited to the wrinkled faces of monkeys. The smell of sweat bred

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