The indifferent gods look coldly at the mortal world from the clouds, the tailless reptiles whisper in the gap between winter and spring, and the eight-clawed demon god in a high hat plays his flute in the cold sea. 

The steam engine had just ignited the light of civilization where swordplay and sorcery duels, alchemical guns and galleons orchestrate songs of perish, secret societies and the Church of the Righteous God are chasing and hiding against one another, and the curtain has been raised on the Great Age, the Great Voyage! The Great Exploration! Great geographic discoveries! 

There are dramatic epics, and also sinister and deceitful schemes. Will Civilization conquer barbarism? No, there will only be barbarism and more barbarism! Alvin wakes up in the small seaside town, rises as a descendant of a fallen noble and enters the center of the vortex step by step, claiming the legendary crown at the peak of the path of the Extraordinary.

Two male Dragon-men, towering over two meters and considered burly even among the Dragon Vein tribe, stripped to the waist, raised their drumsticks and forcefully struck the Thunder Bull Hide Drum set up on the giant stone altar.


The thunderous sound of the drums echoed far across the Great Oasis and resonated for a long time in the desolate desert, unaffected by the peculiar sound-absorbing traits.


In this vast oasis stretching over five thousand square kilometers, live approximately two thousand Dragon-men.


While land of the same size could easily support over thirty thousand humans, the Dragon-men's terrifying rate of resource consumption has pushed the sustainability of this place almost to its limits.


The Dragon-men living here lack the human ability for Great Navigation; even if resources are scarce, they cannot explore the edges of the known world for new lands and resources.


Chapter 658 - Chapter 571: Sea of Flowers and Riot