Misunderstanding
Athan saw people of the great five races after leaving the palace.
They were in groups of two and three and stood on the sides, with their total number being twenty-one. Looking at the surrounding, Athan felt that they were in a valley. The land was barren, and the mountains on both sides were also barren without any greenery in sight. The rocks and mountains were dark browns.
When other Lord-level beings saw Athan, They revealed a surprised expression and started speaking amongst themselves.
One of them walked towards Athan.
" So the human race finally has a Lord-level powerhouse? " A Branzol race man walked towards Athan and scrutinized him while rubbing his hand over his own giant gold-bronze protruding belly.
Athan glanced at him for a second before he continued walking forward. He just wanted to finish his business here and quickly go to the chaosverse. He had no plans to interact with anyone here.