Preparing to Found a Nation

The state of the battlefield was easy to imagine.

Without any leadership, the combat effectiveness of the coalition forces from the three empires had plummeted to rock bottom.

Coupled with the fact that they were a patchwork army to begin with, they were simply no match for the high-spirited soldiers of the Yazi Empire.

They were soon beaten into a full-scale retreat, with mass desertions breaking out everywhere.

Seeing this situation, Lin Zhiluo lost all interest in continuing to watch.

The three Demon Gods, the War Soul, and the Zombie Cat had long since been sent back by him.

Now, only Da Sha, the Ghost Child, Qi Yuanwu, and Ah Huang remained by his side.

He jumped down from Ah Huang's head and walked to the front, rummaging through the pile of rotting flesh and pools of blood.

He soon held all forty Demon God Cores in his hands.

"Let's go."

Having accomplished all his goals, Lin Zhiluo rode Ah Huang and quickly arrived at the gates of Taize Town.

Ah Huang's body shrank, transforming into a small golden Dragon that floated to the side.

Da Sha, Qi Yuanwu, and the others also quickly caught up.

It was worth noting that Ah Huang possessed quite a bit of pride as a member of the Dragon race.

Although he could get along well with Da Sha and the Ghost Child on a daily basis, he refused to let anyone other than Lin Zhiluo step on his head as a mount.

It was as if it were some kind of taboo.

Gu Zhuang and the other six had been waiting here ever since they retreated from the battlefield.

"Lord Yazi!"

The moment they saw Lin Zhiluo appear, they could no longer suppress the surging emotions in their hearts and stood up excitedly