Atop a nameless high mountain, where monster rulers of various Overlord Powers reigned, there pervaded a moment of silence.
Without Legendary Realm interference, their own legends repeatedly failed?
Was that reasonable?
Yet through various means, when they glimpsed the dominance of the Human Legion, they felt it indeed made sense. Ordinary legends couldn't withstand these elite living beings that cooperated seamlessly and possessed various trump cards. Even they themselves, facing these elites, wouldn't dare to be careless.
The Trump Card Legion of human power was truly terrifying!
Some monarchs of Overlord Powers secretly felt fortunate that they hadn't advanced their armies southward to clash with what was clearly the tough nut that was the human city.
Thank goodness for the old master from Dragon Sleep Valley to aid them.
At this time, the bitterness of the powers' leaders about being forcibly unified by Dragon Sleep Valley had almost vanished.
