The Dawn Overlord ultimately escaped the Far West Forbidden Zone with only a scalp left.
The moment she emerged from the Far West, she saw a coffin thrown outside.
Written upon it were the words:
Evil lurks in the Far West Forbidden Zone. Never set foot inside!
The Dawn Overlord frowned. She lifted the coffin lid and saw that the jewelry within was all her favorite.
She instantly cursed, "I'm not dead yet, and you've already brought over my coffin?"
She cursed all the way back. When she returned to her lair, she found her underlings had already set up a mourning hall, clutching funeral staffs as they drank themselves merry.
Her scalp trembled with rage. "I'm not dead yet, and you're this happy?"
Her underlings laughed awkwardly. "My lady, we're actually celebrating your return!"
The Dawn Overlord fell silent and did not rebuke them again.
In truth, she knew she had occupied the position of Overlord for far too long.
So long that the underlings beneath her could no longer see any hope of rising, and had long harbored resentment toward this old thing she was.
Letting them vent a little this time was not so bad.
At that thought, the Dawn Overlord's heart broadened.
"Let these incompetents vent a little. It's not a bad thing."
She adjusted herself and painstakingly recovered, while contacting the other Overlords.
When these Overlords saw that only a scalp remained of her, they immediately showered her with concern.
The Dawn Overlord sneered. "You care about me so much. Why didn't you go to the Far West Forbidden Zone and meet Old Heaven in my place?"
The many Overlords laughed awkwardly.
The Dawn Overlord sighed. "I've been reduced to this. You'll have to compensate me in the future!"
The many Overlords nodded. "Of course!"