In the Treeman species, aside from ten newly recruited Treemen, the rest have self-awareness and require no monitoring.
"Which means, I only need to take charge of the general direction, and control the defensive constructions."
Isloa thought to herself, letting out a small sigh.
She stared into the distance, the red mist beyond her territory was getting dense, so much so it seemed like it was about to congeal into droplets of blood.
She ordered her generals to quickly take action and prepare for the battle. She also toured her territory, going round and round.
The pressure was intense.
After all, the Lord had only just handed her the territory, no matter for what reason, she could not allow any accidents to happen.
She sent out one Storm Falcon after another, using their sight, she noticed -
Black monster waves appearing at the horizon line, rolling in with force.
...
At the same time, within the Chaos Forest.
