Leo was shocked by the information inside the crystal ball!
The shock wasn't because there were many hidden missions in the expedition, but because there weren't any.
There are no hidden missions; everything is public.
[Public Quest: Draw a map of the Giant World, mark tribal information. During the expedition, the primary objective is to capture giants alive, with the aim of bringing the Giant World into the Wizarding Civilization.]
[Expedition Information: Led by Purple-Gold Vine Level-Six Stigmata Great Wizard and Level-Six Body-Refining Stigmata Great Wizard Stigmata Great Wizard with the Undying Body Mark, the expedition also includes three other Saintly Archmage: a Level 5 Berserk Battle Axe Mark, a Level 5 Waves and Tides Stigmata Great Wizard, and a Level 5 Ever-Shining Light Stigmata Great Wizard.]
[The total number of wizards exceeded 30 million, and the number of slaves exceeded 2 billion.]
Leo looked at the simple information on the crystal ball. Although brief, every word carried immense weight.
Two Level-Six Stigmata Great Wizard, three Level-Five Stigmata Wizard, an army of over thirty million wizards, and an army of over two billion slaves.
This expeditionary force demonstrates the importance they place on the Giant World!
Moreover, the main mission has changed from destruction to capture alive, indicating that the Stigmata Wizard really want to bring these giants under their command.
If the killings are too severe, given the underground reproduction rate of such a powerful race as the giants, it's uncertain how long it will take for them to recover.
"Although the Giant World is primarily ruled by giants, giant society has clearly only just begun to take shape as a primitive society. Their rule is at most limited to some surrounding territories, and they cannot be said to have gathered the resources of the entire world."
"Does this mean that when the expeditionary force faces a billion giants, it will also have to contend with an even greater number of other native life forms?"
Thinking of this, Leo Xiya felt a little pain. A race that can survive and reproduce in such a cruel environment as the Giant World must not be a weak race; it must at least have considerable strength.
Once the expeditionary force invades and World Consciousness awakens, the wizarding army will face a counterattack from the entire world.
The native inhabitants of the Giant World might pose a greater problem than the giants themselves to the wizard army.
Leo repeatedly reviewed the information inside the crystal ball, preparing contingency plans for any potential problems.
Three days later, as the broadcast began, Leo immediately fell into a deep sleep.
The aftereffects of long-distance teleportation cannot be overcome, so I will sleep peacefully for now. When I wake up again seventeen years later, I will find myself in the Giant World.
Leo originally wanted Yaoyao to fall into a deep sleep as well, but when he turned around, he couldn't find Yaoyao anywhere except for Benji.
"Never mind, let him be."
As Leo slowly closed his eyes, Benji next to him also closed his eyes.
The starship above the Tower of Elements trembled and vanished from the Wizard World in an instant, leaving behind only countless Jerry Clan rats.
Giant World,
" Wakeda, look, why did five shooting stars suddenly appear in the sky?"
In a dense forest, a giant about three meters tall and a giant about four meters tall were carrying prey toward the tribe.
Their agile strides allowed them to ignore the complex environment; their large, thick feet didn't need shoes or worry about being scratched by sharp stones.
The four-meter-tall giant named Wakeda looked up at the sky as his companions pointed out, and suddenly discovered that five fiery stars had appeared in the once clear sky, flying rapidly toward their world.
A fiery red shooting star—that's not a good omen.
" Kampas above, let us hurry and inform the high priest, for this may be a sign of impending doom." The Wakeda giant, clearly older, twitched his brow as he saw the five shooting stars in the sky, sensing an impending danger. This instinctive perception had saved him from countless life-threatening crises.
However, his limited knowledge was insufficient for him to discern what the shooting star in the sky meant, so he had to return to the tribe and seek help from the tribe's most cultured priest.
Their tribe is situated at the mouth of a canyon, where a beautiful waterfall is located, the most precious water resource upon which the entire tribe depends for survival.
The tribe has a small population, less than a thousand, but it has the most complete hierarchical system. The highest-ranking member is an old, hunched giant who leans on a cane and whose body is covered with beautiful feathers.
"Priest, look at that shooting star in the sky. Isn't that a sign of impending disaster?"
Wakeda handed the prey he had hunted to the female giants of his tribe, bowed respectfully to the hunched-over old giant priestess, and pointed to the shooting star in the sky with a solemn expression.
The hunched giant priest's eyes were cloudy, and his muscles were thin from atrophy. But any living being that met his gaze would feel a powerful awe emanating from his very soul through those nearly blind eyes. In his youth, the priest was a mighty giant warrior.
"I sense immense hostility, an unprecedented catastrophe. This is the enemy of the entire world. I will now communicate with our God of Giants, Kampas. If he is indeed an enemy, then we must prepare our weapons and bury any enemy who covets our world into the swamp."
When the priest saw the five shooting stars, his expression changed drastically. A sense of crisis, stemming from his life-saving instincts, made him feel an unprecedented omen of disaster.
In the center of the tribe stands a statue carved from a giant stone. If you didn't know it was a statue of a god, you might mistake it for a defective piece left over from making some kind of equipment.
"@#%...#...#"
The freshly hunted prey was respectfully placed beneath the statue of the god.
The elderly giant priest threw away his cane and sang a tongue-twisting hymn that no one could hear, circling the statue of the god and dancing a disorganized dance. He was praising the God of Giants Kampas for bringing them an inexhaustible supply of prey, allowing the giants to multiply and thrive.
All the giants in the tribe stopped what they were doing, and even the most mischievous giant children were forced to the ground to watch all this with piety and solemnity.
They knew that the high priest was inquiring about unknown dangers from the God of Giants Kampas, and that once divine revelation descended, the entire tribe would give their lives to complete it.
"Buzz~~ Buzz"
Before the old giant priest had even finished singing and dancing for a few minutes, the statue of the god suddenly trembled and a faint light appeared.
"The great God of Giants, Kampas, has appeared!!!"
With a piercing scream from the giant priest, all the giants in the entire tribe knelt down in reverence.
It wasn't that the elderly giant priest was flustered; rather, the God of Giants Kampas hadn't responded for a long time, and this swift reply meant that the god was still watching over them!
Those who are favored by God will surely receive endless blessings!
"Evil is about to descend! Children of the God of Giants, take up your weapons and defend our homeland, defend our world!"
"I will guide you to kill all evil life!"
A majestic voice emanated from the statue of the god, instantly turning the eyes of all the giants bloodshot, and the entire tribe erupted in jubilation.
This is a divine decree, the supreme glory of their tribe!
"Kill evil, defend our homeland."
"Kill evil, defend our homeland."
As the statue of the god dimmed, the old giant priest's hoarse voice boomed, "Children of the God of Giants, the divine summons have begun, the divine war is about to begin again! Bring forth our sealed weapons, follow the god's guidance, and the world will forever belong to us giants!"
The old giant priest's words were like a match thrown into gasoline, instantly igniting the gasoline can. Everyone, regardless of age or gender, ran towards their homes.
Heavy stone clubs and rare bronze giant axes were all brought out.
These weapons were already covered in dust. As the giant shook, the dust fell, revealing the scars on these heavy weapons, each scar telling a story of their glorious history.
They have accompanied countless masters on the battlefield, defending the glory of the giants and seizing leadership of the Giant World from other races.
Many female Titans also brought out the tribe's only dried meat; Titans with enormous appetites never have enough food.
The giant tribe, which originally numbered less than a thousand, mobilized almost its entire population. Except for a few elderly giants who stayed behind to care for the young giants, even the female giants bravely pulled out tree trunks thicker than an adult's thigh from somewhere to use as weapons.
"Go forth, for the tribe will be honored by the heads of the evil beings you have brought back, and your descendants will take you as their example!"
The tribe's gates opened, and over seven hundred adult giants strode towards the direction where the meteor had fallen.
They had no means of transportation, relying entirely on their long legs; the glory of participating in the war of the gods made them fearless.
There were over seven hundred giants, the shortest of whom was over two meters tall and the tallest was nearly four meters tall. Wakeda, as the tallest giant, walked at the front.
In other words, their tribe was too small to have a leader; otherwise, the best candidate for a leader would have been Wakeda.
The sight of so many giants instantly alerted the animals in the surrounding forest to the danger, and they tucked their tails between their legs and ran away without daring to make a sound.
This unassuming little tribe of giants, numbering no more than a thousand, is the absolute overlord of the surrounding area, ruling over a considerable amount of dense forest.
If there were a wizard here, he would find that almost all of these seven hundred-plus giants were at the first level, and the leader, Wakeda, and several others around him who were nearly four meters tall could advance to the second level at any time.
The Titan's aura was below level one, and its face still clearly showed signs of immaturity; it was a teenage Titan who had not yet reached adulthood.
As Wakeda and his companions advanced, they encountered giants from other giant tribes before even leaving the dense forest. Upon exchanging words, they discovered that they had all received divine instructions to go to the same place.
What's even more terrifying is what happened next. When they left the tribe, there were only a little over seven hundred giants, but ten days later, when they emerged from the dense forest and entered the plains, their number of giants exceeded ten thousand.
The seven hundred-plus giants that Wakeda and his group had become the weakest beings here. Their initial ambitions had been diminished by the increasing number of giants appearing. This was the first time they had realized that the dense forest where their ancestors had lived for generations actually contained so many giants.
If ten thousand giants were enough to shock them, then an endless army of giants on the plains was something their simple minds could hardly comprehend.