Taking the Initiative

The last time we met, I was just a Martial Artist. Although I could use Elemental Power, I was far from powerful.

Compared with the people here, I fell far short of them all. The gap between me and beings on the level of the Ascended, Tam, and Illaoi was especially vast.

Later, Vastaya appeared in Ionia, and I improved a great deal while fighting them. The greatest contributions came from Janna's guidance and my study of Wuju Swordsmanship. After that, I became the War Aspect and gained the blessing of immense power.

In less than a year, I've become a true powerhouse too!

But personal strength is always limited. The friends here are the true source of my inner strength!

For half a month, the weather grew colder and the undead of the Shadow Isles appeared more and more frequently, but they never launched an attack.

That was not even the strangest part. According to the reports Lucian and the others sent back, the undead showed no desire to fight. They patrolled and kept watch everywhere, like scouts.

Could there be some shameful secret hidden within the Black Mist?

If that's true, we can't keep waiting. If they finish their preparations, wiping them out will be even more troublesome.

We held another meeting to discuss the matter, mainly to gather everyone's opinions on whether we should take the initiative and attack.

The people from the other places had no objections and were willing to follow Darius's command. Olaf kept shouting that we should charge onto the Shadow Isles.

The Bilgewater crews were more wary. They had already fought the undead and knew how terrifying they were.

But that was all right. They did not need to land on the islands with us; they only needed to keep holding the