Over eight hundred billion Star-level contestants had gathered on a vast plain. Looking out across it, one saw a riot of colors, along with various dwarves, giants, elves, orcs, half-orcs, and other creatures that seemed to belong only in fantasy worlds.
In other settings, they would be considered the Alien Race, but in Swallowed Star, they were also part of the Human Race, branches that qualified as human.
Aside from a few who were just there to make up the numbers, most of those who dared show up were supremely confident in their own talent.
Most of them were at the seventh or eighth rank of the Star Level, with a few having reached the ninth rank.
"For the preliminary tournament, I've been assigned to World Area 76. What about you?"
"World Area 73, a little ahead of you."
Thor grinned. Luo Feng checked his assignment.
"I'm in World Area 3. Pretty close to the front."
Xu Ai and the others checked their own assignments too.
"I'm in World Area 10. That's pretty close to the front too."
"Zone 1," Hen Ren said.
"Area 2," Raiden Shogun said.
"Wow! You're so close together. You almost ended up in the same area."
Thor burst out laughing. It was actually a good thing their group hadn't been assigned to the same area. They wouldn't become complacent just because they had companions nearby, and could fight with everything they had.
Hong smiled too, then looked at Thor.
"It's best that none of us ended up together. Second Brother, you'd better work hard and not get eliminated."
"Yes, yes, yes. I'm the weakest one here, right?"
What a painful truth...
"Everyone, please pay attention. This preliminary elimination tournament will be divided into one hundred World Areas... All contestants will soon be transported to their