The subordinate immediately withdrew, then dispatched messengers to the continents of the other legions.
Naturally, they all knew the locations of those legion continents.
After all, when they had first approached Aio Continent, they had clearly seen where the others' continents had anchored.
The messengers moved swiftly, reaching the War Legion's nearest stronghold in just about a week.
At that moment, the War Legion's divine envoy was likewise seated upon his throne.
Though they were currently in a truce, he never stopped thinking about launching another counterattack.
But if he truly wanted to counterattack, he would need to find a way to deal with that brat who wielded the Nine Swords of Glory.
After all, he had no intention of seeking aid from War Continent just yet. He wanted to rely on his own strength to seize at least one Origin of the Gods first.
"By my reckoning, that brat should have finished taking part in all the battles against the divine legions by now, right?"
The War Legion's divine envoy muttered to himself.
He was also considering where Nalant might be now, and whether he had brought his Nine Swords of Glory and that strange dark army to the other divine legions.
"Report, Lord Divine Envoy! A messenger squad has appeared outside our camp. They claim to have been sent by the Flame Legion's divine envoy and wish to request an audience with you!"
Just then, a subordinate hurried in and immediately reported the sudden arrival of the messengers outside the camp.
"Messengers from the Flame Legion?" The War Legion's divine envoy immediately came back to himself, his brows knitting slightly.
But after pondering for only a moment, his furrowed brow smoothed out again. "Bring them in!"
"Yes, Lord Divine Envoy!"
The subordinate then withdrew. Before long, three messengers