The evening breeze over the Gulping Plains carried the moisture of the Ancestor River.
It was stopped beneath the Beastmen's sacred mountain.
Even after the scorching months arrived.
The Beastmen Royal Capital, built beneath the sacred mountain, relied on the moisture in the evening breeze.
It enjoyed the rain that fell at dusk.
The scorching air throughout the capital was swept away.
Usually.
The Beastmen Royal Capital was crowded with people.
Commerce flourished.
The Beastmen Nobles living in the inner city would ride luxurious carriages to the outer city.
They enjoyed the pleasant hours of dusk.
But now!
With the death of the Beastmen Emperor and the complete annihilation of the Behemoth Shaman Legion.
The entire capital was steeped in oppression.
The patriarchs of the five great tribes ordered a curfew throughout the city.
The Imperial Guard, clad in heavy armor, patrolled both sides of the streets with spears in hand.
Even the nobles did not dare leave their homes at a time like this.
Meanwhile, inside the royal palace.
The lights blazed brightly.
The empire's high nobles had spontaneously gathered at the Tower of Legacy.
The death of a Beastmen Emperor was not uncommon in the history of the Beastmen Empire.
In the capital, a mature procedure was already in place.
The key issue now was the complete annihilation of the Behemoth Legion.
That was what truly mattered.
The Beastmen Emperor could be selected from among the great tribes.
But Silver- and Golden-tier Behemoth Shaman Knights.
They could not be selected so easily.
It required time.
In the past, whenever the Beastmen Emperor died, the Inheritance Grand Elder would use the power of the Tower of Legacy.
He would forcibly imbue a beastman with power and elevate him to become the Beastmen Emperor.
Afterward, he would lead the Behemoth