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A massive ship docked in a deserted natural harbor, and countless warriors, priests, and magicians landed on the continent. The dream realm Shijie has already eroded most of this continent, and it won't be long before the entire continent is enveloped. Within the shroud of the dream Shijie, the creatures of the giant civilization are fighting at home, and they can get a lot of help from the Dream Altar.

Although attention has been paid to reducing the impact, the movement here is still the attention of an indigenous tribe. However, such a huge ship put too much pressure on the natives, so that they did not dare to approach at all.

"The area near the coast is generally barren, with only a small number of small tribes. Let a squad break down the surrounding tribes, and be careful not to kill too many natives!" Archbishop Otte, who was in command of the front, instructed his attendants immediately after landing.

Now there is no need for him to lead everyone forward, just build a large enough forward base. So Ote didn't rush to assign combat missions to most of the people, but first asked everyone to clean up around the harbor and build a small town.

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"The first batch of pioneers has arrived in the New World, and the personnel and materials in the rear must be transported as soon as possible. Everything will go very well!" Fauber muttered to himself.

He had been following the pre-war preparations. Now that the war is about to begin, he pays more attention to the details of the work in all aspects and does not allow any mistakes.

"Bixia, there's been something strange about the Al Folk's actions lately!" a man dressed as an attendant entered the room and bowed down to Fauber in a whisper.

Fauber's face remained unchanged, and he asked without any emotion, "What is the specific?"

The squire continued, "In the name of opening up overseas markets, the Yalf family is selling some industries on the Giant Continent. However, these industries are all new in recent years, the ancestral industry has not moved, and there has been no change in shipping. ”

Fauber's eyes flashed, as if he was thinking about the deep meaning, and asked casually: "Are the descendants of the Alf family going out?"

The attendant replied without hesitation: "No! The members of the lineage have not gone out except for the original market development in other continents, and they have not designated any Jihua who has gone out!"

"Well done, get back to work!" Fauber waved casually to the somewhat peculiar attendant to retreat, but he was lost in thought.

Because of the outstanding contributions of its ancestor Alf, and the Ott Alff, who was the archbishop of the Oneiroi Church, the Alf family has the great interests and honorable status it has today.

Originally, Fauber was reluctant to doubt such a family, but Andrea was special. She has been missing for a while, reportedly traveling across a continent in search of a chance to become a strong man. But a disappearance is a disappearance, and no one can be sure where she is, nor can she be sure. Then there was her comet-like rise, too sudden and too powerful. And she's been acting so weirdly lately that Fauber can't help but suspect it.

Although these families valued possessions more seriously, they all understood the position of the church. When they consider a matter of great interest, they will first communicate with the church to obtain the church's intentions, and then collude with each other. Andrea doesn't know the "rules", but she communicates with the other families first, and then meets Fauber. Now that he is inexplicably selling the industry, although the family's heritage is not deep, there will be no such situation as an industry that needs to be eaten.

"It's all Andrea's problem! It seems that the information about the period of her disappearance needs to be traced, but it is not easy to interfere with the territory of other churches. ”

Fauber was a little tired of the thought of negotiating with other churches, whose heads were human beings who were always thinking about the interests of their own churches. He had to go after something, and it was impossible to avoid them, and he would inevitably lose a fortune in their hands. The Oneiroi Church was built by him, and he has always been in charge, so he naturally doesn't like these meaningless benefits. ...,

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"Hmph!Giant civilization!Isn't an entire continent capable of satisfying that being?!" Jotun, the god of hurricanes, said fiercely in his kingdom.

This continent was originally also extremely dominated by demigods, but it was only after he became a god that he used means to drive away other demigods, and then joined the evil camp, so he kept this continent alone. He also knew about the departure of other gods on the Giant Continent, and he also thought that the Giant Continent would expand externally. It's just that he didn't expect that his faith territory would become the first target of the giant civilization.

"Hmph! The strength of the Hurricane Church is not as strong as the Oneiroi Church after all, and it seems that this war needs to turn to the Dark God Department for help. ”

The God of the Hurricane has always borrowed from the Oneiroi Church in its church management. However, it was impossible for him to get in touch with the core of the Oneiroi Church, and all the methods he learned were superficial, and the results were naturally not great. The Hurricane Church has become a mid-stream church that is neither strong nor weak, much stronger than those churches in the barbarian regions far away from the Giant Continent, the Holy Continent and the New Holy Continent, but it cannot be compared to the Oneiroi Church.

He was originally a member of the evil camp, and now when he encountered something that could not be solved, he could naturally ask for help from the dark god system that was the core of the evil camp. Although it comes at a huge cost, it is not comparable to the value of a continent.

After traveling in the void for a long time, Jotun's divine power clone came to the outer plane of the Dark God System. Facing the kingdom of other gods without telling them, it was a signal of the divine war, and Jotun naturally would not rush into it directly.

Soon a saint who did not know which dark god he believed in came to the half-plane and took Joton in. After another complicated process, Jotun met Hord, the god of darkness. Of course, this god of darkness is not something that any god can see. If he hadn't been a member of the evil camp a long time ago, he would have been in response to Hodder's arrangement, and he would have eaten a closed door.

"It turned out to be His Highness Jotun, I don't know why His Highness is coming?" Hodder looked at the hurricane god in front of him, very puzzled. This hurricane god, although he joined the evil camp very early, has always been a loner.

This time he came to ask for help, and Joton naturally wanted to let go: "Don't hide it from Your Highness, I'm here to ask for help this time!"

"Help?!Your Highness is already a weak divine power, who else can do anything to you?" Hod couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. However, as soon as he laughed, his face froze: "It can't be that existence, right? I've heard some rumors recently, has the giant civilization invaded your faith territory?"