Time passed, and the gold coins displayed on the Warcraft System kept increasing, but Rex felt no joy at all.
Standing at the gates of the Arathi Tribe, he gazed at the yellowing trees outside, his face betraying neither sorrow nor happiness.
That expression alone said a great deal, revealing the unease in his heart.
The Infinite Dragonflight still had not appeared. No one knew where they had gone.
This left Rex somewhat apprehensive. At first, he had judged that the Infinite Dragonflight would attack him, but more than another month had passed, winter was fast approaching, and they still had not appeared.
Two months had passed since Rex returned from the future timeline. Just the day before yesterday, the Paladin had lived up to expectations, successfully using Experience Pills to raise his strength to Late Hero. The Archmage had also begun using Experience Pills several days earlier.
The Archmage still needed some time to advance.
With the Infinite Dragonflight taking so long to appear, they had to be plotting something.
Rex did not believe the Infinite Dragonflight was unaware of the Arathi Tribe. It was precisely their restraint after learning about the tribe that worried him.
Once the Infinite Dragonflight acted, their move would surely shake the world. They would strike with overwhelming force, and Rex feared that if he let them keep preparing, he would be unable to resist them.
Ultimately, it all came down to one thing: Rex was beginning to lose his patience.
That realization put Rex on his guard. Perhaps the Infinite Dragonflight was holding back to test his patience, waiting until he grew agitated and uneasy before suddenly attacking.
That thought calmed Rex for a while, but before long, his restless heart began stirring again.
Although he had considered that possibility, truly suppressing his