He Perfectly Combined the Dwarves' Two Greatest Virtues: Holding Grudges and Being Good at Their Craft!

Fang Mo did not say anything more to the cultivators present.

After giving them a brief explanation, Fang Mo quickly set off for the Fifth Domain... the Western Continent.

It was completely different from the Divine Continent's classical atmosphere of purple qi rising from the east and immortal mist swirling through the air.

At first glance, the Western Continent resembled the Middle Ages, but it was also steeped in a strong Western fantasy style. If he had to describe it—

It was actually quite similar to Japanese isekai stories.

The moment Fang Mo arrived, he found the architecture strangely familiar.

It was somewhat like the architectural style of the Re:Zero World where he had once played with Natsuki Subaru. The only slight difference was... this world had many different fantasy races.

For example, elves, beastfolk, undead, dragons, dwarves, goblins, and the like.

Since every race had different aesthetics, their architectural styles varied enormously. Elves alone could be divided into three distinct styles: Royal Elves, Forest Elves, and Dark Elves.

Fang Mo did not activate his authority.

Instead, he leisurely flew across the Western Continent.

He saw the magnificent buildings of the elven royal court standing in the heart of the forest. It was an exquisitely beautiful ancient palace, surrounded by things resembling Moon Wells.

As for the Forest Elves, they were merely ordinary small tribes. They generally lived deep within forests everywhere or along the borders of the elven kingdom. They claimed to worship nature, usually slept in treehouses, and mostly ate wild fruit and dew, though some basic facilities could still be found.

Such as Trees of Life and Moon Springs.

Those worse off, like the Dark Elves, truly had nothing. Most wandered the world begging for food, while some lived in caves... constantly worrying whether floods would drown