I'm Going to See How the Dead Dragon Dies

"Heh. Then let them fight."

After listening to Nan Jing explain the recent situation on the Southern Continent, Ji Xun merely smiled dismissively.

It looked like the fighting was fierce, but it did not actually pose much of a threat to the New Taren Empire.

He knew very well that Lord of Disaster Monliod needed to create wars to gather the Power of Calamity. It did not truly intend to wipe out any particular opponent.

On the contrary, the longer the fighting dragged on and the more chaotic the situation became, the more beneficial it was for Its collection of faith.

In other words, this war would not see some short-term, all-out battle in which every force was gathered for a final decisive clash. It would last years, decades, or perhaps even longer.

Until that Lord of War Calamity had collected all the Power of Faith It required.

As for Its purpose? Naturally, it was preparation for the revival of that Titan True God.

And what the "New Taren Empire" needed most right now was time.

Now that the Empire had been founded, it was like a young beast growing at astonishing speed. As time passed, it would only become stronger and stronger.

They did not even need to expand their territory. Controlling several provinces around Tenis City in eastern Red Dragon territory and holding this vital choke point leading to the Old Continent was enough.

The Old Continent possessed inexhaustible land and resources. There was no need to wage wars on the Southern Continent to obtain them.

Besides, they did not need to do anything. Every day, an unending stream of war refugees arrived with their families, seeking shelter.

Although conditions in the newly established New Taren Empire were not especially good either, everything was relative. Only by comparison