"After this, I'll have Bolevin come back here. If the opposing dragon clan shows themselves, Bolevin won't be able to fight them head-on, but staying on the island to control the restrictions will still be useful. And if the opposing dragon clan doesn't show themselves, Bolevin's combat strength will be able to shine."
During the brief exchange just now, Zhou Xu had basically confirmed that this Sea Race army wasn't made up entirely of dragons.
Strictly speaking, the dragon clan led by the North Sea Dragon King should occupy a position similar to that of the Sea Race's king, with all kinds of Sea Race beneath it.
Bolevin was unable to contend with the dragons solely because of his bloodline. If it were another member of the Sea Race, his Saint Realm combat strength would still be extremely impressive.
White Butcher expressed his agreement with this.
The main reason was that the restricted black dragon had been holding the line, giving them a tremendous boost in confidence.
After explaining everything that needed to be explained here, Zhou Xu didn't linger. He boarded a ship and left that very day.
After all, he had already been away for quite a long time. Over the past few years, their Great Zhou territory had continued expanding, and every region needed to be developed. There was no shortage of daily administrative work.
This time alone, he had been delayed for a month and a half in the Barton Islands. Taking the round trip into account, the work that had piled up during that period made Zhou Xu's head start aching just thinking about it.
At the same time, Zhou Xu was indeed somewhat concerned about the desert.
Although the desert faction that had appeared before had only shown itself that once and never surfaced