The Strength of Nations Around the World, the Strength of Human Civilization

He had fulfilled what he had promised before: the people of Balang could live as they had before the Reiki Revival.

Though they would become nourishment and die once they grew old and lost their value, at least they could live peacefully until then.

They would not have to worry about war or death.

"Then it's settled."

The Mutant Crocodile nodded, then turned its gaze toward Delman and said slowly,

"Do not disappoint me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Delman replied respectfully.

"We have already taken Balang's capital, and all the land on this continent now falls under our rule."

"What next? What are our plans?"

The Mutant Crocodile spoke calmly. The other three Mutant Creatures also fell somewhat silent, a powerful figure appearing in their minds.

"Python has already gone to that continent, hasn't it?"

"This land is too small, far too small to sustain its growth."

"But that continent is different. It is the birthplace of Deities. Only there can Python fully unleash its talent."

The Mutant Lizard said gravely.

The Python they spoke of was the strongest among them, its strength far surpassing theirs.

Even if all their kin, including themselves, joined forces, they would still be no match for Python.

Python possessed power akin to that of a Deity.

But precisely because of that, this tiny land could not bear its existence and also limited the speed of its growth.

It wanted to go to the birthplace of Deities. Only there could it grow to its heart's content.

"I hope it can truly grow there."

The Mutant Crocodile said blandly.

A place where Deities had been born—he did not think Python would really be able to grow as freely as it dreamed after arriving there.

It was more likely that Python would die there.

Still, its departure was