Every lord wanted to know where the road ahead would lead.
Descending upon the Endless Continent had never been a matter of choice.
Becoming a so-called "lord" here seemed quite free, allowing them to do as they pleased within their territories.
Yet in reality, everyone lived a precarious day-to-day existence while remaining bound by the Lord System.
No one could tell which would arrive first: tomorrow or death.
Under such circumstances, any indulgence in pleasure and debauchery was nothing but an illusion.
Whenever they thought of these things, every lord's scalp would tingle.
Even Zong Shen was no exception.
Or rather, no one could be.
They were like beasts manipulated within a gigantic arena.
For the sake of even the tiniest task reward, they had to give it their all.
If they wanted to break free from such a fate, they had to glimpse the future in advance.
Zong Shen's original goal had been to become the strongest lord.
But now, it seemed that even the strongest lord was merely a higher-level "being."
Even early lords as powerful as Alpha and Beta
still had to act under the restraints of the Supreme Administrator.
Since true freedom could never be attained, why work so hard at all?
Whenever such thoughts arose, Zong Shen could not help but feel somewhat dejected.
Just as the more humanity came to understand the vastness of the universe, the more clearly it realized its own insignificance.
Frowning slightly, Zong Shen forced himself to cast aside these distracting thoughts.
The main reason he had worked so hard to uncover the Condemners' secrets was that the chaos of the previous era had been caused by a conspiracy.
This gave Zong Shen many new suspicions.
Since lords had existed for more than one generation and had been active in