The boundless space before them was composed of infinite brilliance, and with each flicker of this brilliance, countless worlds flickered within it, their rise and fall subtly apparent.
This was the void as seen by the high-level beings.
These flickering scenes of brilliance were as numerous as the grains of sand, as numerous as the stars, yet ninety-nine percent of these worlds held no value for the high-level beings.
Moreover, even though the speed at which these images appeared and disappeared was extremely fast, even the high-level beings found it difficult to capture the worlds they desired.
Not to mention that most worlds instinctively resisted the invasion of outsiders, which further complicated the high-level beings' intrusion into lower-level worlds.
At this moment, within the void where brilliance flowed, several colossal figures hovered.
They were transcendent existences beyond human comprehension, the masterminds behind the scenes who wished to cultivate this unexpectedly discovered game world as their pasture.
With the transmission of mental fluctuations, all the high-level beings understood the changes in the target world.
"The fluctuations of the tenth world this time have intensified; it is resisting our entry..."
"This world has ascended. It was the world ranked lowest in this game..."
"According to the time of the ascended world, we will have to wait another two years before we can enter..."
This was not language in the conventional sense, but the most direct exchange of thoughts.
They seemed to have deliberately avoided speaking in the void.
"Two years in a mid-level world, waiting in our current void stratum, would be about two hundred turns of thought."
"Let's wait. After the world ascends, our profits will also increase. Forcing entry now would yield no benefits."
"Indeed, a world that has just ascended from a lower level cannot contend with our kin. We can wait patiently for the game to open the door for us."
Nine-headed, ferocious, sky-obscuring behemoths, pure light humanoids clad in wings, indistinct monsters shrouded in shadow.
These high-level beings, whose mere sight would drive ordinary people to madness, were waiting quietly in the void for the world to open.
This was not the first time they had encountered a world ascension; they paid no mind to it, as it was merely a mid-level world.
Perhaps this world had already been close to its ascension limit.
After killing some kin or nurturing some newcomers, the world had just managed to ascend through the game's reward development.
In any case, within the normal parameters of a mid-level world, at most, only second-tier Abyssals would appear.
Mere mortals, no need for caution.
It was rather peculiar that such a world was rated as the lowest, the tenth world.
It seemed that the ten worlds launched in this game were of very high quality.
As they conversed, the nine-headed ferocious behemoth suddenly extended one of its heads and inserted it into the brilliance before them.
"World number nine is ready for harvest..."
The other high-level beings who were waiting approached the behemoth, quietly awaiting the share that should be given to others after its harvest.
This harvest, in the target world, might last for tens of thousands of years.
But in the void of such a high stratum, it might only be a few turns of thought.
The high-level beings were very patient, for they possessed infinite time to wait.
Just as these high-level beings were waiting for the harvest of world number nine to be completed.
A colossal humanoid figure, formed by the convergence of blood and shadow, suddenly spoke with a different tone:
"According to the allocation, the main benefits of the ten worlds launched in this game, the tenth world's primary benefits belong to me, right?"
"Now that the world has ascended, do all you Lords have no objections to my subsequent allocation status."
Upon hearing this question, the Lords who were waiting looked at the figure intertwined with blood and shadow with some surprise.
One of the pure light humanoids clad in wings spoke first:
"Dark Demon, you need not emphasize. For a mere mid-level world, we shall naturally abide by the contract signed before the game began."
Hearing this, the Dark Demon Lord fell silent, merely staring intently at the brilliance before him.
He clearly remembered that his resurrected wolf resentment had been killed on the very first day.
And as the person in charge of this world, he knew more inside information than the other Lords.
The world before them was merely a technological world that had just entered the nuclear age.
The favored race of this world was the most common race in all the myriad worlds, humanity. However, these humans did not cultivate their bodies or spirits, relying purely on external means, possessing no extraordinary power whatsoever.
Even among the most common races in the myriad worlds, the potential evaluation of the individuals of this world was at the lowest level.
Such a world was fundamentally the lowest of the low, and the distance to ascension was far too great.
...
Yet, in such a dull and low-level world, the Dark Demon had made an unexpected discovery.
In the previous game, a first-tier wolf pack that he had casually captured was mobilized by the game system as a unit for a special challenge mission.
These weak wolf packs were casually captured by the Dark Demon in that beast-dominated mid-level world.
He had captured many of the same species and sent them to the ten worlds of this game as part of a transaction with the game system.
What the Dark Demon did not expect was that a human, on the very first day of mastering extraordinary power, had directly annihilated this wolf pack.
Even after he personally intervened, reviving that useless wolf king from the spiral of souls and making it activate its forbidden skill, he still couldn't kill that human.
From that moment on, the Dark Demon Lord sensed some kind of revelation.
That human was likely a being similar to a favored child in world number ten.
However, in such a low-level technological world without magic, the world's favor should not have supported a human's rapid development to this extent.
This human himself possessed some anomaly.
But at that time, Chen Luo was still an ant of the 0th order.
For the Dark Demon, if it weren't for the separation of worlds, he could have erased that existence with a single thought.
Therefore, the Dark Demon Lord was not concerned.
But this time, the world's ascension had caused ripples in the Dark Demon Lord's heart.
For such a low-level world to ascend to a mid-level world, guided by the game's gifts, it would require at least an S-class evaluation for its race.
Yet, on the first day, the Dark Demon had sensed that this world had no power to resist the trials arranged by the game.
Although after the first day, under the game's rules, the Dark Demon's consciousness could no longer penetrate this world.
But the Dark Demon Lord could be certain that, based on previous experience, there was no reason for this world to ascend to S-class.
The Dark Demon did not intend to explain this anomaly to the other Lords.
Anomaly meant extra gains.
And for this gain, the Dark Demon Lord instinctively thought of that human who played with fire.
"An elemental mage? Heh, I wonder what you taste like."