Wasteland Territory.
Mystic Hall.
A huge vortex spun.
Golden legions emerged from it one after another.
"It had only been a few days since we left."
"But why did it feel as though countless years had passed?"
Fang Yuan suddenly spoke when he stood on the territory.
Lilith, standing nearby, picked up the conversation.
"We went into the history of the Old Continent."
"No one knows how many years ago the Sub-deity Era was."
"It's normal for you not to have adapted to the huge contrast brought about by spacetime, Lord."
"Moreover, this was our first time going to the Sub-deity Era."
"Perhaps there's some lingering discomfort."
Fang Yuan nodded and did not take it to heart.
He then said,
"Now that we've returned to the territory, it's time to prepare to raise the main city to Level 11."
"During this process, so that we won't be disturbed,"
"the territory's defenses must be strengthened."
"Christian."
"You assign legions to guard the various locations."
"Lilith will accompany me to Lord's Hall."
"The other heroes will follow Christian's arrangements."
"Yes, Lord."
Lord's Hall.
"Lord."
When she saw Fang Yuan return,
Helen bowed slightly.
"Did anything happen in the territory during the few days we were away?"
Fang Yuan asked.
Helen shook her head.
"No."
"The territory is safe."
"However, in the past few days, the various alliance leaders under our command have constantly sent news."
"They said that the Sub-deities were preparing to attack our West Coast."
"But until now, we haven't seen any enemies appear on the West Coast."
Upon hearing this news,
Fang Yuan's expression darkened slightly.
He then asked,
"Is there any news from Zhao Zixiao?"
Helen shook her head.
"After sending one message earlier, there hasn't been any new news."
"Perhaps it's just a rumor."
"With our current