Chapter 567: Corridor
Lin Feng's gaze swept over all these images one by one before finally returning to the ground.
Crowds.
No other words could describe the scene before him.
The crowd that emerged from the light curtain converged on the ground, forming an endless torrent.
Tens of thousands of people moved simultaneously across this giant plaza. People were coming in, going out, waiting for others, unloading goods, lining up, and haggling. All sorts of sounds converged into a continuous low growl, like a sea of people breathing.
Just then, a group of lion-man warriors nearby, led by a level 29 lion-man general, suddenly spotted Lin Feng.
Just one glance.
The lion-man's pupils constricted, his mane bristled, and as if struck in the knees by an invisible hammer, he suddenly knelt down, his forehead slamming heavily against the metal floor with a dull thud.
Thirty veteran lion-men followed closely behind, prostrating themselves in unison, their weapons clattering to the ground.
The bear-man warrior beside him also released his weapon, and his massive body collapsed to the ground.
The female cat had her ears pressed tightly against her head, her tail puffed up into a ball of fur, and she collapsed to the ground, completely limp.
The vampire's arrogance vanished instantly. He took three steps back and finally knelt down.
His eight undead servants also prostrated themselves on the ground.
The harpies circling in the sky descended, folding their wings and bowing their heads.
The crowd collapsed like waves of wheat.
Centered on Lin Feng, the massive plaza, housing tens of thousands of people, was transformed into a silent sea of kneeling figures within a few breaths.
Lin Feng stood still, facing a sea of myriad races kneeling before him.
Then he saw someone.
Among the crowd, only that person did not kneel.
He was in his early thirties, tall and slender, and wore a well-tailored dark gray robe.
He had handsome features, slightly upturned eyes, and a faint smile on his lips, as if the earth-shattering scene before him was nothing more than an ordinary sight.
The information floating above his head was: 【Level 29, Race: Human】.
The man met Lin Feng's gaze, strode over the kneeling crowd, and walked over unhurriedly.
His steps were steady and composed, as if he were taking a stroll in his own backyard.
As he approached, he raised his left hand and gently touched the silver ring engraved with inscriptions on his index finger.
In that instant, the information above his head changed.
【Nightmare Baron - Human - Gu Qingchen】
"Lord Lin." Gu Qingchen smiled and bowed respectfully. "I am Gu Qingchen, and like you, I am a Nightmare Lord of the human race."
His tone was as casual as if he were meeting an old friend, completely ignoring the tens of thousands of kneeling figures around him.
"Lord Lin must have many questions right now, right?" He gestured for him to leave. "Let's talk as we walk."
Lin Feng paused for a moment, then nodded: "Then I'll have to trouble Lord Gu."
"They're all human, no trouble at all."
Gu Qingchen smiled and casually took out a silver ring from his pocket and tossed it over.
Lin Feng caught it, looked down to examine it, and saw that it was a purple-quality, True-level equipment with the function of disguising level and clothing.
"This was provided free of charge by our Human Unity Association."
Seeing the surprise flash across his face, Gu Qingchen's smile deepened. "If we don't pretend, the impact will be huge."
Lin Feng glanced around at the tens of thousands of kneeling figures, the silent sea of people, and the square that was deathly still.
He said nothing and put the ring on.
A faint magical fluctuation swept across his fingertips, and the Wildfire Spear and dark gold breastplate on his body were covered by an illusion, transforming into an ordinary dark gray robe.
At the same time, his aura plummeted, and his level jumped to 29.
Gu Qingchen nodded in satisfaction, turned around and walked side by side with him toward the archway at the end of the square.
Two tall, slender figures strode across the plaza where all races knelt in submission, their expressions calm and their steps unhurried.
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As Lin Feng and Gu Qingchen walked side by side on the giant plaza of the Star Gate Corridor, the surrounding creatures, like a surging tide, remained deathly silent because of Lin Feng's arrival.
Gu Qingchen walked calmly, introducing to Lin Feng as they went: "This is the ruling core of the Eternal Night Gate plane—Eternal Night City."
The master of this city is Viscount Eternal Night.
He is a true god of level 60 or higher, and the supreme commander of this star system.
He pointed to the archway ahead: "We are currently in the southeastern district of Eternal Night City, which is known as the'Stargate Corridor,' a public hub of the plane."
The giant portal you just saw connects to more than three hundred demiplanes, all of which are under the jurisdiction of Viscount Eternal Night.
Upon hearing this number, Lin Feng was startled.
"More than three hundred demiplanes? That means Viscount Eternal Night has more than three hundred Nightmare Barons under his command?"
Gu Qingchen nodded and let out a long sigh: "That's right, the proportions are just that cruel. Becoming a god is too difficult."
We ordinary Nightmare Barons, it could be said, were destined from the moment this plane was born to never take that final step and become true gods.
Is a new dimension being created?
Lin Feng keenly grasped the meaning of this word and secretly pondered that it must refer to the quality of the plane.
Dark gold quality dimensional cores can support the advancement of demi-planes to small planes, but it is unknown whether gold quality dimensional cores can improve quality.
His expression remained unchanged as he casually steered the conversation toward a topic he was more interested in: "Lord Gu, could you elaborate on the 'Human Unity Society' you mentioned earlier?"
"Of course, no problem. These are all basic common sense. When you join, these materials will be provided free of charge."
Gu Qingchen smiled, then changed the subject, "Lord Lin, are you aware that even among gods, there are differences in strength?"
Lin Feng nodded: "I know. As far as I know, the strongest being in our Nightmare faction should be the Nightmare Grand Duke."
"The Nightmare Duke's situation is complicated; you will naturally understand it in the future."
Gu Qingchen waved his hand and lowered his voice, "What I want to say is that although Viscount Yongye is powerful, according to our classification, he can only be considered a 'lower god'."
The one who truly formed the 'Human Unity Association' was the only 'High God' among our human race.
"Lower-level gods? Higher-level gods?" Lin Feng frowned slightly. "Are higher-level gods beings above level seventy?"
Gu Qingchen shook his head: "I don't know the specific levels, I only know that they are all above level 60, which is precisely because the human race has this high-ranking god in charge."
Within the Nightmare faction, our human race can stand alongside the Nightmare race, the Undead race, and the Orcs, becoming one of the four top races.
Other races' gods, such as catwomen, bearmen, goblins, vampires, and night elves, are only lower-level gods.