All borderland races of the continent maintain constant vigilance against the formidable powers dwelling within the ocean depths.

This is beyond dispute.

These remain merely our speculations for now.

See if you can manipulate him.

We shall know the truth in due course.

Chapter 309.

Good news.

Bayou has unfrozen the Temper Knight.

Leelings approached him, her fingertips dancing with dark energy, which she pointed at his forehead amidst his terrified gaze.

Instantly, the Tempor Knight's head radiated a dazzling golden light, clashing with Lee Lings's dark energy.

Suddenly, the Tempor Knight's eyes rolled back and he collapsed lifelessly.

Bayou, perplexed, looked at Leings, who stood up and shook her head.

It one tea work.

His body was protected by angelic holy light.

Upon sensing my energy intrusion, the two forces detonated, obliterating his brain.

Lee Lingsy lamented the missed opportunity, surprised by the opponent's stringent precautions, having evidently prepared for capture to prevent information leakage.

Had his brain been compromised? Perhaps he too understood that uttering forbidden words would lead to immediate demise, hence his obstinate demeanor.

By he was struck with horror.

This Temper knight was no mere follower of angels, but rather their lackey and puppet.

With no other options, they would have to rely on themselves to gather intelligence.

Exercising caution in the days to come.

Reluctantly, Lee Lingsy imparted a warning to Bayou.

Recognizing the futility of the situation, both felt the weight of seriousness settle upon them, leading to minimal conversation as Bayu dragged the corpse back to the city of the undead.

As for Du Yang in Pier State, Bayou refrained from inquiring further.

The local races were predominantly malevolent, and the angels seemed to wield little power there, let alone the temper knights.

It was unlikely those races would be subdued by the Temper Knights.

Rather, a campaign of extermination would be more feasible.

Thus, Duyangs territory was comparatively the safest, at least concerning the angelic forces.

They could only hope that the city of the undead would remain undiscovered.

Bayou shook his head, casting aside such thoughts.

Upon returning to the city, he unexpectedly received delightful news.

During his period of busyness, Chenfong and Chuna had slain another crow, earning two points.

As night fell, Bayou received three more pieces of good news.

SS had once again conquered an orc tribe, transporting resources back to the palace.

Arthur and Daki had obliterated the main forces of the Harbeard clan with resources currently on route due to the distance, and both kings had ascended to level three.

The necromancer absorbed the death energy from several battlefields, directly elevating his power to the king level.

Bayou marveled at the necromancer's rapid advancement.

In just 2 days, he had ascended from commander to king level.

Following this promotion, his abilities were significantly enhanced, allowing him to empower multiple undead simultaneously.

Albeit with diminished effectiveness, an outcome by you had anticipated.

However, he still lacks substantial lethality.

He could swiftly eliminate ordinary and commander level foes.

But against opponents of equal standing at the king level, he found himself at a loss.

Merely acknowledging their difficulty and being vanquished, they were tougher than typical undead.

Yet, the necromancer was merely a support unit, and these abilities were already exceedingly formidable.

This orc tribe is rather impoverished.

By you, grumbled, dissatisfied that their resources were insufficient for upgrading a city.

Is it possible that upgrading the city has become increasingly costly? Chunu suddenly interjected but was promptly silenced by Chun Foam, who pressed her head down.

You talk too much.

Chunua stuck out her tongue at him and stepped aside.

Bayou glanced at a dwarf corpse specifically brought back by the undead.

It belonged to the leader of the stout beard clan.

The clan chief was an unattractive middle-aged dwarf with a beard long enough to be braided, possessing a level seven royal strength.

Summoned as a lich by Bayou, he now accompanied the avatars of the undead to assist Arthur in the dwarf kingdom.

With one level seven and one level six, the remaining clans posed no threat.

The undead only grew stronger with each battle, and with the addition of the lich, Bayou no longer needed to summon corpses personally.

As for the other royal dwarves of the Stoutbeer clan, some have been conscripted by Mace, while others were summoned as undead.

Only the clan leader was returned separately to Bayou.

You will sign a contract with those dwarves the day after tomorrow.

Bayou turned to Xiao and Shua, who nodded in agreement.

The Orc tribes exterminated by SARS were not particularly powerful, their overall strength lingering on the fringes of the Orc Empire.

Moreover, there were no highle royals among them.

Although the Orc Empire had summoned all tribal leaders to expedite the extermination of these tribes, it also hindered by usability to summon highle royals.

SARS accelerate the process.

Before those leaders return, eliminate as many tribes as possible and plunder their resources.

Bayou was still uncertain about the situation in the Orc Empire and whether the gathering of the leaders was related to the Holy Knights.

But hastening the pace was undoubtedly prudent.

Yes, my queen.

Sars departed the city with the undead through the portal.

Bayou tallied the number of royal undead at nearly 80.

He could scarcely believe this astounding figure, not including the seven royals and his two siblings.

Not only were there several level five and six royal undead, but today he had also directly acquired an eighth level royal with such combat prowess, he was on the verge of reaching the pinnacle of royal strength.

Bayou himself was only at level six.

Without the emperor, the royals are invincible.

Yet, he harbored concerns.

His greatest fear was a royal level confrontation with the Holy Knights.

The disparity in strength and level would become stark.

A level 9 commander would struggle to defeat a level one royal.

What chance would a level 9 royal have against an emperor? Bayou assessed his current state.

His experience was at about half, and he still had a way to go before leveling up.

It seemed premature to contemplate breaking through to Emperor level.

Little Ice had not returned in several days, but you wondered where it had gone.

Ever since granting Little Ice the freedom to develop, it had left the castle and never returned.

The native creatures upgraded far too slowly, incomparable to the Lord.

If Shiao Bing were to ascend to the realm of emperors through normal growth, in several centuries, Bayou spirit would likely have already dominated the world.

Bayou walked towards the palace, leaving the two siblings in a state of bewilderment.

"Who is Shiao Bing?" Shun inquired, looking at Xiao Yianua with confusion.

Shiao Bing had already departed the city by the time they submitted to Bayou.

"It's a frost giant dragon.

I have no idea where it went.

" "Oh, so it is customary for a formidable figure to have a dragon.

Is it?" Chun Schwa suddenly realized, seemingly grasping the reason for her lack of distinction as a formidable person, as she no longer dwelled on why Bayou had managed to tame a giant dragon.

Without further ado, here is the sixth update.

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Chapter 310.

Relocating the trade hub.

Today marks the final day of the leaderboard, and by you remains acutely aware of her ranking.

Upon inspection, she notes a considerable gap of nearly 10 points, separating her from the Justice Alliance, rendering any chances of overtaking them virtually impossible.

Indeed, the strategy of ambushing Ny Xen proved astutely correct as it has caused her to plummet to level one, nearly stifling her development altogether.

Stepping out of the palace, Bayou summons her troops.