The Pale Continent, the Ruins of Phantom Sound.
Ming'an flew at high speed, surrounded by a fierce wind, through an environment filled with music.
His Eagle Head Demon perception, which he kept active, scanned the surroundings like radar, searching for monsters to hunt.
But the commotion in the guild chat made the veins on his forehead twitch.
"Great Fate Envoy, pick up the pace! You're almost a Demigod. How did you let a newbie overtake you?"
"You're a mage who can clear areas in one fell swoop. Your hunting efficiency should be crushing the Assassin Stream, shouldn't it?"
"Quit arguing. Our Great Fate Envoy is just controlling his score. Winning too easily wouldn't be any fun. He likes a challenge. He's about to make his move."
Hearing the Dragon Sparrow clan members' half-teasing, half-expectant remarks, Ming'an felt a surge of frustration.
As a Great Fate Envoy of the Ran Deng lineage, his strength was already close to the Demigod Realm. Within his lineage, only the Fate Lord outranked him.
When applications for the first round of player qualifications opened, he had yet to descend to Earth. Still, he had learned the details from the recorded broadcasts afterward.
He had also learned that the Dragon Sparrow lineage had held a grand sacrifice to the gods on the day qualifications were awarded.
Afterward, the Dragon Sparrow Fate Lord had successfully secured a qualification.
He had gained an extraordinary opportunity and become a player.
Under the Dragon Sparrow Fate Lord's guidance, they had arrived on Earth in the second group.
There, they had spent six months waiting while doing work.
During that time, they joined Ming Shu's efforts to develop Earth.
At last, the qualifications had been unlocked.
After receiving the game pod the Dragon Sparrow Fate Lord had bought for them with