"It wasn't a scout squad! There really was a Dragonfolk Army!"
The moment the images appeared, every senior figure in Extreme Cold looked astonished.
Then they came up with a perfectly reasonable explanation: Twilight Forest must indeed have fallen.
No wonder this envoy was spouting nonsense.
Next came the legion of Dragons soaring through the sky, along with a Primordial Dragon a full size larger than an ordinary Dragon.
Everything matched Little Kingfisher's account exactly.
But there was no way a mere Firefly Grass City could withstand such a formidable force.
At first, the battle had indeed turned into a one-sided slaughter.
Just as everyone had expected.
Until the Merciful God Tree appeared, standing on a Wood Giant's shoulder.
"What skill is that?"
"A new spell from the Merciful God Tree?"
The senior figures of Extreme Cold were utterly baffled.
Little Kingfisher shook its head and explained, "That isn't the Merciful God Tree's ability. It's that Peekaboo Flower's."
"A Peekaboo Flower?" The senior figures froze.
They looked closely, only then noticing an inconspicuous Peekaboo Flower nearby.
"That's right. This Peekaboo Flower is the Savior of Firefly Grass City, the Lord's contracted partner."
Little Kingfisher nodded.
The Mutant Beasts present found this even more absurd.
A Peekaboo Flower that had reached Lord-Level without ever evolving.
That was far too unusual!
Yet everything that followed proved Little Kingfisher wasn't mad.
They were the mad ones.
That Peekaboo Flower truly displayed formidable strength, driving a Wood Dragon to effortlessly kill the Black Dragon Commander and the black Dragon single-handedly.
Faced with an encirclement of Dragons, he calmly summoned a Thousand-Hand Giant Buddha that towered between heaven and earth.
With casual blows, he blasted the Dragons to dust.
Every Mutant Beast watching rubbed their eyes, their voices trembling with excitement.
"There's nothing wrong with