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"Hahaha! Thrilling!"
In a remote corner of the Immortal Realm, several dignitaries of the Human race burst into laughter, even though they were inevitably cursed by the era. Starting from today, the refuge they had established for the Human race would become increasingly difficult to navigate, and it was unknown how many from the Human race would perish under the Era Curse.
However, as the upper echelons of the Human race, they were sharply aware of the glimmer of hope contained within.
That's right, a glimmer of hope.
Under normal circumstances, amidst the ecological changes of the Immortal World, the Human race would have almost no ability to retaliate. When the calamity arrived, they would be doomed to extinction.
But now, with the Era Curse afflicting everyone, those who could not resist would die, yet those who survived would gain a greater ability to adapt. As the ecology of the Immortal World had already started to change, the meaning of this was clearer than ever.
