Shattered Isles, a battle zone.
The sky was clear, azure-blue, and devoid of even a trace of Red Mist.
Magnificent camps were encased within high walls, looking like forts stacked on a beach. Around them, debris, bloodstains, potholes, and ravines were a recurring sight.
"We've repelled another wave of monsters,"
boasted a Frontier Lord proudly.
It had been two weeks since the great victory at Shattered Island.
During this period, battles were still frequent, with major fights erupting every few days. Although there were dozens from the Legendary Realm participating in these battles, compared to earlier campaigns, they were still just local conflicts.
As expected, Dragon Sleep Valley no longer launched decisive wars.
They didn't have the strength anymore.
The pollution struggled to spread, and after erosion, the potentates of Dragon Sleep Valley found it difficult to set foot on this island territory.