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In a corner of that distant and unfamiliar multiverse.

A planet whose surface is covered by vast forests and jagged rocks—

Tarot Star

Just recently, a grand enlightenment ceremony worthy of being recorded in history was held here.

The roaring bonfire shot straight into the sky, and the primitive and wild sacrificial dance shook the earth.

Then.

The god of wisdom responded to them.

He bestowed a gift, granting this primitive alien civilization an extraordinary ability—

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Tarot culture is a relatively primitive civilization.

Their social structure remains at the tribal stage, valuing strength and conquest.

But the Tarot civilization is extremely fortunate.

Because Tarot people and Earthlings are fundamentally different.

From the moment they are born, they have a special organ in their bodies—

The Core of Tarot

This organ, located in the center of the chest cavity, can react violently with a high-energy mineral called "Tarot Matter," which is found everywhere on the planet.

This reaction can release enormous amounts of energy instantly.

This gives Tarot users an innate ability to launch extremely powerful single-target attacks.

They don't need complicated tools or guns.

Using only the body, one can release powerful energy pulses capable of destroying rocks through the Tarot organs!

It is precisely because the individual power is too great.

This resulted in their extremely low dependence on tools and technology, and an unusually slow pace of civilization's progress.

It remains at the stage of hunting civilization based on slash-and-burn agriculture.

But the blessings of the god of wisdom broke these millennia-old shackles.

He showed them the vastness of the world.

Let them know that beyond the stars, there are even more succulent prey and vaster lands.

now.

The three most powerful tribal leaders of the Tarot civilization all simultaneously conceived a bold and insane idea.

They want to launch an unprecedented expedition!

Conquer the stars!

Conquer those weak foreign tribes!

Obtain an endless supply of slaves and food!

……

Within subspace.

The zoo is in an uproar again.

The all-knowing cat and the all-seeing dog are baring their teeth at each other.

Omniscient: [Meow!!]

(I saw it first! Get out of my way!)

(This is a task given to me by my lord!)

Wanmu: [Woof!!]

(You're talking nonsense!)

(I was the one who peeked first!)

A cat and a dog were wrestling, with cat and dog hair flying everywhere.

This caused chaos throughout the entire subspace.

The other deities who had turned into rabbits and hamsters covered their heads and hid far away, completely bewildered.

Ye Ren turned his large gaze over impatiently.

"Buzz—"

The supreme pressure descended instantly.

For an instant.

The cats stopped meowing, the dogs stopped barking, and they all obediently lay on the ground, pretending to be good children.

The omniscient one rubbed against the throne with a fawning expression:

【My Lord~ Praise be to the great and eternal Lord~】

[That bitch Zhihui...]

With quick eyes and hands, Wanmu preemptively took over:

Praise be to our Lord!

[That scoundrel of wisdom has inspired a civilization called Tarot!]

Although they are a rudimentary civilization, their overall strength surpasses that of the current Earth civilization due to the power of their individual members!

The Tarot civilization is now like a pack of hungry wolves, preparing to launch a trans-cosmic expedition against Earth!

Omniscient: "..."

Gan!

I got interrupted!

I'm so angry!

Ye Ren stood atop the golden throne, his gaze profound.

He oversees the entire network system.

Is the Tarot Civilization planning to attack Earth via the Internet System?

That would be impossible without his permission.

Let alone crossing the universe.

With just a single thought, he could completely ensnare these arrogant barbarians within the network system.

Then it falls into nothingness and transforms into the most basic particles.

Well known.

Apart from higher-dimensional deities, no other being can survive in the void.

But Ye Ren did not act immediately.

He seemed to be deep in thought:

I must use my supreme wisdom.

Consider the significance of the goddess of wisdom's actions.

In the game she played with me...

What benefits would she gain from doing this?

Was it a test? A bait? Or some other conspiracy?

Ye Ren fell into deep thought.

then……

The Supreme Brain told Ye Ren:

[What a load of rubbish!]

Use your supreme power to crush everything!

Just go for it!

Ye Ren: [...]

Thinking about it, there's nothing wrong with it.

Using your brain is so tiring.

Let the Tarot civilization take over.

Ye Ren made a decision.

Anyway, it'll be just a matter of a word when the time comes.

With words spoken, the law follows; with the world at my command, I rule the world.

Rather than simply squashing them like insects.

Ye Ren was even more curious as to why the goddess of wisdom had chosen this group of primitive tarot barbarians to be cannon fodder.

There must be something he hasn't discovered yet!

……

Tarot Star.

On the wild surface of the land, a huge tribe built itself against the mountain.

In the center of the tribe, the largest and most luxurious animal-hide tent was occupied by the Red Fang tribe chief—

[Giant Crocodile] Cragg's habitat.

Inside the tent.

Krag's massive body knelt on the ground.

He was over three meters tall, with muscles bulging like rocks.

Its jawbone protrudes abnormally and is covered with a rough, hard keratin layer, resembling a humanoid giant crocodile.

His body was covered with all sorts of creepy ornaments.

Those were the fangs of various ferocious beasts, and...

Trophies carved from the enemy's small bones.

And in the most conspicuous place on his chest.

It was adorned with a golden feather pendant that emitted a faint glow.

Krag is the leader of the Red Fang tribe and the head of the three major tribes.

He was the king who conquered the entire wasteland with absolute power!

now.

This arrogant king had a fervent and devout look in his eyes.

He held the golden feather on his chest with both hands, muttering incantations.

Tarot is a very difficult language, full of plosive and guttural sounds.

Without the unique vocal organs of Tarot speakers, it would be impossible to fully express the essence of this language.

With his prayer.

A continuous stream of mysterious power flowed from the golden feathers and into his body.

It reacted violently with the enormous Tarot core within his body.

"Buzzing—"

Visible ripples of energy spread around his body, causing the air to distort slightly.

Just then.

"Splash!"

The heavy animal hide curtain of the tent was suddenly ripped open.

A tarot reader, who was slightly thin but still quite tall (about 2.5 meters), walked in.

He is Kragg's second-in-command and also his younger brother, Gang the Bonecrusher.

"king."

Gang's voice was deep and powerful:

"The leaders of the Claw Clan and the Prophet Clan are already waiting outside."

"They summon you to discuss matters concerning the expedition."

"The tribespeople are already impatient and eager to hunt new prey!"

The prayer was interrupted.

Krag abruptly stopped moving.

For a moment, the air inside the tent seemed to freeze.

He slowly turned his head, his yellow vertical pupils, filled with a violent aura, staring intently at Gang.

"call--"

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