In a short span of time.
Quite a few things had happened in the Western Continent.
First, the Blackstone Vulture Race had slain a Great Power of the Demon Race, and then the Demon Race had attacked the Blackstone Vulture Race.
In the end.
Even the Human Race's Qin Emperor had intervened.
This had left the situation in the Western Continent.
Fraught with tension for a time.
Inside a city belonging to another race.
People bustled to and fro.
Trading and hawking their wares.
From the outside, they looked just like humans, but their true forms actually belonged to other races.
The true forms of other races grew larger as their strength increased.
Bodies hundreds of meters long were perfectly normal.
For Heavenly Beings of other races.
Their bodies could even reach several thousand meters in length.
If they built cities to accommodate bodies of that size, even a vast city spanning fifty thousand kilometers would be nowhere near enough.
After all.
Building a city also required considerable resources.
Therefore.
Unless there was a need to do otherwise.
Other races preferred to take human form when interacting.
Although many of them despised the Human Race.
That did not mean they disliked assuming human form.
Inside this city.
There was no shortage of taverns and teahouses.
Several players sat around a table, their faces miserable as they sighed from time to time.
"This is just too damn hard. There have been plenty of major battles in the Western Continent lately, but we haven't managed to pick up a single quest. If this keeps up, getting by will only become harder."
"Everyone fighting now is a Great Power. With our strength, how could we possibly get any quests? Forget quests—we should count ourselves lucky if we don't get caught in the crossfire."