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Sophia could not determine which area was more suitable or more capable of establishing a high-level position.

This choice, he had to make.

If he chose correctly, future battles would be half as difficult.

If he chose wrongly, they might waste a great deal of time, and even miss strategic opportunities.

It was time to make a decision.

"We cross the sea, we head to another shattered isles."

The Shattered Isles were comprised of a multitude of islands, big and small.

As if a continent had been shattered, breaking into countless smaller pieces scattered in all directions.

Mu Yuan rode atop Sario, quickly flying out from the island.

As far as the eye could see, there were surging black tides and thick, cloud-like red mists hovering above the waters.

"Be careful."

Everyone kept to the high skies, far above the sea level, cautious of the rolling waves below.

Proceeding with care, they did not encounter any major accidents, nor did they run into any Legendary Realm monsters.

But the journey was still rough, and the spirits of the powerful beings were highly strung, fearing an encounter with the powerhouses of Dragon Sleep Valley—although statistically speaking, the chance of them encountering top-tier powerhouses from the Dragon Sleep Valley's Vanguard Army in the vast isles was close to zero.

Finally, the position group reached another large isle, their intended destination.

By now, they had been within the Shattered Isles for half an hour.

The remaining time was short.

The Rain Dust Lord planted golden branches, observed for a moment, and said, "This area seems more suitable than the last, shall we just settle here?"

Mu Yuan looked into the distance, "No, we have other options." Enjoy exclusive adventures from empire

The reason he chose this target so far away on another large isle was that there were several areas around this target that could be explored.

He would not gamble.

Even if he did gamble, he would choose the one with the greatest probability or, to put it another way, the risk he was confident in taking.

At this moment, it was both.

Here there were several potential areas to explore; even if they were incredibly unlucky, there would still be one among these areas that met the criteria, so they would not have to return to the previous Area Two.

Mu Yuan made a swift decision, splitting the forces into three directions.

Soon,

Mu Yuan looked at the branches rooted in the ground, shining golden and red lines unable to spread further, and he smiled.

"This is the place. As long as we establish a position here, we'll be able to directly cut off the encroachment and spread of the Red Mist."

The position group regrouped.

Green Mountain, Rain Dust, and Lord Fuchao, these powerful beings began to patrol the surroundings, exploring the terrain and eliminating any potential dangers one by one, establishing simple defensive lines.

Lu Liu measured the land.

Sario and Jun glared at each other.

Mu Yuan slowly raised his hand.

In his palm, a "Lord's Heart" emerged as a medium.

This was a strategic treasure provided by the Pioneer Group.

Mu Yuan actually had one of his own as well.

He exercised his authority over the War Zone.

In an instant, he seemed connected to a vast expanse of heaven and earth.

'Ding!'

'Prompt: Do you wish to establish a War Zone in this area? Upon establishment, the main authority of Shattered Island War Zone will transfer here.'

'Prompt: Establishing a War Zone will take time...'

From the Azure Sky, a purifying pillar of white light fell like a beam.

New sprouts emerged from the ground.

Mu Yuan's hands slowly spread out. The Red Mist that enveloped the heavens and earth, like a background painting that couldn't be completely removed no matter what, now slowly receded to the surroundings.

The light of the sky cascaded down.

...

At the same time, in another location within the Shattered Isles.

"Roar—!"

The war had escalated to an intense stage, and one after another, the ethereal figures of Army Spirits emerged, lining the space between heaven and earth, breaking free from the boundless Red Mist.

"Annihilate!"

Ba Long's muscles bulged inch by inch, and his bones crackled, while the image of the Giant Dragon above him roared.

With Extreme Sublimation, he condensed the entire Legion's power into a singular punch that burst forth at this moment.

Boom—

The dragon shadow pierced through.

A Jackal Man Legend crossed its claws, and despite ploughing a trench hundreds of meters long on the ground, it was still intact. Around the Jackal Man Legend, numerous ordinary monsters, High-order Monsters, their bodies burst open, instantly perishing.

Gasping for breath, Ba Long cursed, "Huff, huff, damn it—"

Despite fighting vigorously up to now, he still hadn't managed to slay a legend.

They had been at a disadvantage from the start, and even with a forcible burst of Hero Skills, Strategic Skills, and Legion Skills, they struggled to find a breakthrough.

Could they really break through the blockade of Dragon Sleep Valley and occupy a corner of this isle?

Ba Long didn't have the luxury to ponder this question.

He just threw punches, again and again, repelling the enemy each time.

He was just an unremarkable pivot within the aggressive forces.

And high above in the Azure Sky—

Here the Red Mist drifted, and at the peak of the towering black mountain, a terrifyingly cold behemoth loomed.

His pupils were like two icy moons, and his body lay as if atop the clouds.

His breath turned into a terrifying black storm, and wherever his gaze fell, the world revealed a frosty sadness.

Around the perimeter of the black mountain, the towering Crimson Dragons appeared mere grasshoppers before the immense Ice Burial Duke.

At the side of the Ice Burial Duke were two other super dragons, not much smaller, but slightly less substantial.

Gemstone Grand Duke.

Tri-Headed Prison Honored.

The former seemed more ferocious, its massive, sinister maw seeming stuffed with corpses, chewing furiously, eyes filled with cruelty.

The latter raised its three great dragon heads high, and its three pairs of massive blood-red wings spread in the wind.