Before long, Bayou reappeared, dressed in casual attire with her hair neatly tied back.

Although Chinu and Chonfong felt the degree of apprehension, Bayou remained unfazed, engaging them in light conversation.

"We're all on the same side now.

There is only to be so formal," she reassured them.

After a brief exchange, the siblings discovered that Bayou was indeed easy to converse with, devoid of any pretentiousness.

Xiao Yianua had not deceived them, nor did she treat the siblings differently simply because they had pledged their allegiance to Bayou.

As the conversation turned to the orc tribes, Bayou expressed her astonishment upon learning about their characteristics.

Orcs, I have heard, are even stronger than dwarves, which is rather fortuitous.

This is essentially a natural experience ground.

Is it not experience ground? Chun Fong inquired, puzzled by the seemingly peculiar reasoning of this formidable individual.

What they regarded as a dire threat in the form of the orc tribes was to buy you merely an opportunity for her to gain experience.

Do not look at me like that.

You all mentioned that as long as we do not provoke them, we will not incite the wrath of all the orc tribes.

Thus, these two tribes will continuously launch assaults, effectively delivering experience points to me.

Isn't this the same as an experience ground? Prompting Bayou to directly provoke the Orc Empire was currently beyond her capabilities.

After all, initiating an attack against them was akin to inviting them to attack first.

These orcs were akin to raid dogs, relentless in their aggression and less defeated, and it was perceived as a personal matter by other tribes who would not unite against them.

Bayou seem to envision an opportunity for the six great races kings to ascend to royal status.

No, it is four.

Arthur and Dhaki cannot pass through the teleportation gate.

Bayou<unk>'s observations held merit.

Those who could not conquer her would only serve to bolster her strength.

It must be said this method of gaining experience was indeed effective.

Has there been no news from Aman city? Bayou inquired once more of Xiaoli and Shua, who shook her head, indicating that there was still no news from the Fire Whisker clan.

Bayou had already attained a rank of a level three king.

A mere clan like the Fire Whiskers would have been obliterated by him long ago had he not entrusted the matter to the dwarves.

The situation with the orc tribes must be quite troublesome.

If your development proves difficult, you may remain here with me.

Adjacent lies the Dark Forest, a realm of forbidding nature.

As for the Emerald Hills, I shall dispatch the undead to guard it.

Upon hearing by Yu's words, Chunfong and Chon exchanged contemplative glances before reluctantly nodding.

They had suffered considerable losses from the orcs recently, and their military forces needed time to recuperate.

In comparison to the Orc Empire, the Dark Forest was merely inhabited by low intelligence magical beasts, which lack the cunning to counter elemental beings, which will be our focus for development.

Chinfong inquired further.

Here in Marshall Province, the political landscape seems far more intricate, allowing for swifter growth.

The Emerald Hills can serve as a mere passage to the Orc Empire.

Direct confrontation with an empire is utterly unmanageable for these fledgling lords.

Only in a realm of complex power dynamics, where one must tread cautiously and survive in the interstases, can their potential be fully unleashed.

Moreover, Leeling Sei is also situated in Hapne province.

Having Xiao Yinua here is sufficient.

My primary focus will remain on Marshall province.

Before long, Chunfong and Chuna constructed an auxiliary castle adjacent to Bayou on its left side opposite the castles of Xiaoin and Sunsha Sha.

Several uniquely functional edififices were relocated to this new castle, while defensive and offensive structures remained untouched in their original location.

As noon approached, the servants prepared a meal for them, and the four gathered in the dining hall to enjoy the dectable dishes.

The fourth member was Inshi, not Bayou, drawn by the aroma of the food, appeared from seemingly nowhere.

The siblings observed Ini's fervent consumption of a meal reminiscent of Bayou's earlier behavior.

It had been ages since they had tasted vegetables, surviving solely on the flesh of some unidentifiable creatures.

A most repulsive experience.

Chun watched as in she devoured her food with abandon, her ears twitching adorably.

So cute, Chun felt an irresistible urge to reach out and pet her, only to be halted by a warning glance from Xiaoli and Shua, who silently mouthed a reminder.

She is a king level.

Startled, Chon Schwe quickly retracted her hand and lowered her gaze, resuming her meal in silence.

Bayou, however, did not join them for the meal.

Instead, she traversed the portal to the Emerald Hills, driven not by any particular intention, but by sheer curiosity.

Gazing towards the north, she discerned a hazy expanse of mountains in the distance, likely the White Rock Mountain Range, appearing quite far away.

Bayou also observed a group of elemental beings, their forms distinctly anim animalistic in stark contrast to Lyn Jan<unk>s flame spirits.

After exploring for a while, she returned to her castle.

By the time she arrived, the other four had finished their meal and Xiao Yianua was preparing to depart when she fortuitously encountered Bayou on a return.

By the way, summon another kingle lich to Aman city to assist Max.

Now that Bayou has more king level units, it is essential to allocate them wisely, relying solely on Max along with 20,000 undead still leaves Bayou feeling somewhat uneasy.

Xiao Yinua has taken a necromancer and a lich with her, assigning them to guard her castle in Aman city, respectively.

Chunfong and Chinua are also preoccupied with the construction of their own subordinate castles.

Upon returning to her castle, Bayou addressed the nearby night elf, instructing, "Have Jon, Jack, Lenny, and Sass take a necromancer and a lich to the Emerald Hills.

With these six undead, the defense of Chunfong and Chunwee's castle will be more than sufficient.

Bayou's primary objective is to facilitate their advancement and expedite their ascension to king level.

" Understood, my lord.

Chapter 229.

The Enchantress.

Today marks the final day of the leaderboard rankings.

Once midnight strikes, the rewards will be distributed, ushering in another wave of enhancements.

Under the systems guidance, the Lord's progress has been remarkably swift.

Resources are just slightly short.

If not enough today, they will certainly suffice by tomorrow.

By you will then be able to break through to the maximum town level, though what changes this will bring remains unknown.

Far to the south of the dark forest lies a vast plain even more desolate than the barren wasteland.

Its environment harsher than any desert.

Corruption and ruins stretch endlessly.

Withered yellow leaves, parched riverbeds, and the stench of animal carcasses long decayed.

A flock of crows startled by vultures scatters as the scavengers descend upon the rotting flesh.

In the distance, a few skeletal tree trunks stand as grim reminders that this was once a land of abundance.

The further south one travels, the more unforgiving the terrain becomes.

A frail antelope staggers forward in despair.

A murder of crows trailing behind, patiently awaiting its demise.

Star for days, the creature trudges onward until suddenly it spots a glimmering lake in the distance.

Water at last.

Hope flickers in its eyes as it quickens its pace.

But just as the antelope nears the lake, a dimminionive green figure emerges, as if having waited for this very moment, cloaked in robes and wielding a staff twice its height.

The figure stands amidst a grotesque mound of animal remains.

Terrified, the antelope attempts to flee, but it is too late.

White energy surges from its body, draining its strength until it collapses lifelessly.

The energy flows along an unseen current absorbed into the small green figure.

Almost there, it mutters.

The wounds from the snow mountain will soon heal.

Damn those bastards.

Indeed, this goblin is none other than the royal shaman Labu Chushir, who escaped the battle for the divine spark in the snow mountain.

It strides toward the lake behind it, vanishing in a shimmer of light.

The vast lake is no lake at all, but an illusion crafted by goblin technology.

A barrier concealing the true goblin kingdom beneath.

This was once a massive basin, weak in power, but advanced in both magic and technology.

The goblins relocated their kingdom underground to evade detection.