"Queen of Darkness, my master has instructed me to discuss territory matters with you in detail."

The tall black shadow revealed its face in the sunlight—it was Shiji.

Leanna, who initially intended to reason with Udi, paused slightly upon hearing Shiji speak.

Forget it, territory is the most important thing now, she couldn’t stay in the Wasteland for another moment, afraid of being slaughtered in her sleep one day.

Reasonably, her strength had barely crossed into the threshold of pseudo-legendary combat power, making her one of the top powerhouses on the continent, she shouldn’t have to be so cautious... However, the war between the Barbarian King and the Black Dragon Lord and the terrifying strength they showcased pulled Leanna back to reality.

The reality is, the era when Legendary Powerhouses rarely showed up has passed.

Now, below the Legendary level, life and death are at the mercy of fate. Ordinary Legendary powerhouses must remain extremely cautious because, in a short time, several Legendary figures have already fallen on the continent, and an even greater "storm" is about to descend.

It’s better to err on the side of caution.

This is Leanna’s Path of Spiritual Ability—Survival.

Otherwise, how could she have endured over a hundred years without resorting to robbery, doing what Evil Dragons are supposed to do?

This clearly went against the nature of an Evil Dragon.

It’s because her cultivation in the Path of Spiritual Ability requires her to remain steady and careful.

Even when she invaded the Wasteland years ago, she cautiously chose the Central Wasteland, with Legendary Centaur King defending the north against the Kingdom, and the Higlind family (actually backed by the Black Dragon Lord) defending against the Duchy’s threats from the south.

To the west, there was the Black Wing Nest, a related power that posed no threat to her life, maximum posing a property threat.

To the east lay the wide Laputa River, isolating her from various forces from the east.

When suddenly the Fishman Army of Sha Hua attacked the Kingdom across Laputa River, Leanna prudently sneaked away to the former Rotting Swamp with her treasures for a while until the Fish People calmed down before she secretly returned.

This incident was known to almost no one.

Several days after Leanna arrived at the Black Wing Nest—

The Barbarian King Victor fulfilled his contract—arriving with Beastman Sword Saint Taylor.

.....

Barbarian Royal Court.

Victor and Beastman Sword Saint Taylor sat opposite each other, eating and drinking heartily, during which they began discussing the war against the Black Wing Nest.

Victor sighed, his face flushed from drinking, and with a troubled expression said,

"Brother Taylor, you wouldn’t believe it, last time during our Royal Court’s war with the Black Wing Nest, we lost because of that suddenly appearing Legendary Rock Dragon!

If it weren’t for that Legendary Rock Dragon causing chaos, how could our Royal Court army have crumbled, allowing the Black Dragon Lord to retreat? At the least, we should have given that Black Dragon a profound lesson!"

"Such unforeseen events can’t be anticipated; we can only say that the Black Wing Nest is too insidious, hiding a Legendary Monster." Taylor consoled.

"Haha, it’s not a big problem, now that you’re here to help me deal with that Rock Dragon, with your assistance, there’s no way that Black Dragon will just walk away easily this time!" Victor took a large gulp of wine, then heavily placed the bone cup on the table with a thud, looking vicious.

Taylor thought for a moment, then carefully responded,

"I’ll do my best to hold back that Legendary Rock Dragon...After all, the Rock Dragon species is strong, a Rock Dragon at Legendary Tier One surpasses even the Red Dragon in defense and brute strength." he said, then hesitated a bit and added,

"Of course, if I had ’Bloodthirst’ in my hand, the Legendary Rock Dragon wouldn’t be an issue."

Victor remained expressionless on the surface but inwardly thought with pity.

Still thinking about your ’Bloodthirst’ Greatsword, aren’t you?

The moment you entered the southern continent, your life entered a countdown.

Indeed, Beastmen are foolish.

Their brains must be filled with muscles.

"Haha, big brother knows you want to get your beloved weapon back soon, but without that Legendary Greatsword, we can’t deal with the Black Dragon Lord...bear with it, after this battle, ’Bloodthirst’ will naturally return safely to you." Victor said with a laugh.

The Beastman Sword Saint was reassured by Victor’s sincere smile.

With ’Bloodthirst’ away from his hand, his strength had greatly diminished, in such an unstable situation, he was certainly a bit uneasy.

This is also why he was successfully persuaded by Victor to join the war against the Black Wing Nest, to urgently help Victor end this war and then get his weapon back.

"Alright then...so, when does the war begin?" Taylor nodded, asking somewhat impatiently.

"Soon, soon, don’t be impatient, last time our Royal Court suffered significant losses, our morale hasn’t recovered yet, so a bit of time to regroup is needed... I have to be accountable to my people after all." Victor said with half-closed eyes.

"That’s true." Taylor nodded slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed, realizing he was indeed a bit impatient.

.....

Days later.

Coincidentally, it was again a thunderstorm.

At the northern border of the Wasteland, Barbarian King Victor and Beastman Sword Saint Taylor flew over the Royal Court’s army, looking up at the dark sky, intermittently lit by flashes of lightning, their expressions inscrutable.

Previously, under such thunderstorm, the Barbarian Royal Court faced a crushing defeat.

This time...the outcome would be different.