The Rise of the Black Plain

Seeing the level 100 dragon, the leader of the Dragon Tribe, in front of him, Minos smiled with satisfaction, for this was one more ally he could count on in the war that was soon to come to the Spiritual World.

There was no obligation between him and this dragon since the Divine Medicine had been an exchange for Minos entering the place where the skeleton of the Ancestral Dragon God lay. However, it had been a deal that had brought the strongest tribe on the Continent of Beasts and the Black Plain Empire even closer together.

The agreement brought good karma to both sides, and Minos had become more compatible with the dragon bloodline.

As he faced the young brown-haired human, the level 100 dragon God had no spiritual indication that Minos was not of his race.

Hell, the level 98 and 99 dragons on his side seemed to be "less" dragons than Emperor Stuart himself!

The sensation this God felt from Minos wasn't that of a Divine Dragon yet, but it wasn't far off.

Minos said to this fellow. "Your Excellency is much better. Level 100 suits you, I'd say." "Hehe, maybe one day you'll reach my level." The dragon replied in a good mood. "Let's win this war against the damn aliens and pave the way for a new generation.

Minos, let's not be bound by the ties of the past. The future of the Spiritual World lies in the universe. When we finish this war, I hope we can work together to expand our operations to other worlds!"

Hearing the Dragon's confident tone, Minos didn't disagree. "I've been meaning to talk to you about this..."

He continued to talk about it while the two of them walked towards the betting shop in the area.

Part of the Continental Tournament went beyond betting, competition, and attractions. It was also an event for experts to meet, for business to be done, and so on!

While Minos and that God of the dragons were discussing a future deal, the members of both groups realized that their parties were not the only ones considering exploring the universe.

In fact, plans like those of these two groups were already on the minds of the major leaders of the Spiritual World today.

Everyone was more or less afraid of the future and whether they would actually survive the arrival of the aliens. But one could never plan for the future by considering one's own end!

When thinking about what they would do if they survived the aliens, several world leaders had come to the same conclusion, even without revealing their thoughts to each other.

They had to explore the universe!

There would still be disputes in the Spiritual World, but with the technologies of the aliens from The Adamant Land, the powers of that world could finally gain the ability to begin universal exploration by utilizing the achievements of the people of the Mechanic Empire.

Regarding technology, the Black Plain Empire was currently the most advanced, so the dragons didn't want to waste any time and were already discussing future partnerships with Minos.

"... Anyway, a partnership in universal exploration is something I am interested in". Minos didn't refuse to share his technologies or even form exploration groups with the Dragon Tribe. "We will talk about this in the next few days, but for now, excuse me, I will place my bets."

Seeing Minos' respectful gesture, the Dragon God of this generation made a similar gesture, indicating to everyone that he saw Emperor Stuart on the same level as himself!

"Look at that! A God is bowing to a level 91 Demigod!"

"This is really impressive! Isn't that Minos Stuart, emperor of the Black Plain Empire?"

"That's right. I didn't think he was that influential!"

"What do you mean? His Majesty Stuart is one of the strongest in the Spiritual World right now! On top of that, I've heard that his state has created its own God!"

"What? Really?"

Several people commented on Minos and the level 100 dragon, murmuring as the two temporarily separated to attend to their Continental Tournament business.

After saying goodbye to this God, Minos ignored the stares and whispers about him and headed straight for one of the VIP betting rooms.

The Continental Tournament betting room had a general area, a premium area, and a VIP area. Each gave punters access to different levels of betting. In the general area, you could bet on the simplest contests, with maximum bets of up to 5 million low-grade crystals. In the premium area, you could bet on all contests, but your bet was limited to 5 million mid-level crystals. There was no betting limit in the VIP section, and you could bet on any contest.

The value of the wager indicated the type of prize you were competing for. For example, by betting amounts well above the limit of the reward area, you could stand a chance of winning something as valuable as a Divine Medicine!

Since only a few players had a chance of winning the many bets available at the event, the prize was significantly higher than the amount placed to enter the bets.

The more you bet, the more you were entitled to the total amount collected. In other words, the event organizers got a share of everything collected from the bets, but the winners could have more or less of the total amount raised if their bet were for a higher amount.

The amount distributed to the winners could vary from 30% to 60% of the amount raised. If people who bet more won, the percentage would be closer to the upper limit of 60%. But if people who bet less won, the prize distributed would be closer to 30%.

In short, there was also a difference in the quality of services and the comfort of gamblers in each of the areas.

Minos realized this when he walked through a luxurious area and was soon seated in a special room where an event official would come to collect his bets at certain times.

Meanwhile, he and his fellow bettors, George and Hannah, had the opportunity to analyze each of the events that would take place in this edition of the Continental Tournament and plan their bets.

Sometime after they had arrived and been served fine drinks and snacks, the person in charge of collecting bets and payments arrived in the group's VIP room.

"Your Majesties and Your Highness, welcome to the Continental Tournament. Have you decided on your strategies?" A gorgeous elf asked as she smiled and looked into the eyes of the three important people in the room.