"To me, only a victory that every one of our people can share is a true victory."
Queen Medusa looked at the surrounding clansmen, a rare gentleness showing in her eyes.
To outsiders, she was a notorious, vicious woman.
To the Snake-People Race, she was an inviolable and lofty queen.
That was because if she were not decisive enough, or ruthless enough, she would not be able to protect the Snake-People Race.
Queen Medusa also had a gentle side, but she rarely showed it to others.
And the Snake-People Race was one of the things that stirred that gentleness within her.
Everything she did was for the sake of giving her people a better life.
"I believe everyone will understand your intentions, Your Majesty," Ning Su said.
This was the first time he had so truly felt the noble sense of responsibility and duty within Queen Medusa.
For the Snake-People Race to have such a queen was their blessing.
After the Snake-People Race achieved victory, the next step was naturally the migration of the entire race.
The area near the Myriad Spirit Mountain Range was beautiful, with a comfortable and pleasant climate, completely free of the desert's scorching heat.
Many Snake-People were enjoying such a comfortable environment for the first time.
Their constitutions were naturally cold and yin in nature, making them suited to living in cold, yin-filled places.
The blistering heat of the Tagor Desert even suppressed the Snake-People Race's cultivation.
Back then, the Jia Ma Empire had wanted to use the environment to curb the Snake-People Race's development, thereby keeping them suppressed in the long term.
Now, through Queen Medusa's efforts, the Snake-People Race had finally moved to a place truly suited to their lives.
The Eight Great Snake-People Tribes swiftly occupied the eight cities in the