Meanwhile, in the foggy area of the West End.
After a sudden surge, a sturdy team rushed out from the edge of the fog; it was Musa and his half-dragon guards.
Except for Musa, everyone in the entire team was more or less injured.
Moreover, counting the numbers in detail, their force was reduced by a quarter compared to before departure. Apparently, those soldiers had perished in the fog.
This was the horror of the foggy area.
Not everyone could cross the fog like Toji Hisami by relying on their own ability to travel lightly.
Musa looked back at his followers. Now there were only over two hundred people left.
His expression was not very good-looking. In addition to the loss caused by crossing the foggy area, part of the reason was that he had not found his opportunity!
With the end of the invasion, the mist fluctuations returned to normal, and the guardian beasts of the high altar also returned one by one.
Forget that for a moment; the main problem was that Musa had searched several places one after another, and all that appeared were bull demons.
One of the bull demons was particularly powerful; it was the clone projection of a Transcendent bull demon, which could be said to be invulnerable and fierce.
Most of his team’s losses had occurred in that battle.
If he hadn’t taken down the altar in the end and collected the statue of the Bull Demon to receive an extra reward, this operation would have been a complete waste of blood.
But even so, Musa was still in a depressed mood.
After all, what he cared about most was his own opportunity.
Just when Musa ordered everyone to rest and repair on the spot, many well-equipped soldiers suddenly appeared around them and surrounded the area.
Musa’s tall body stood on the spot, his eyes looking directly and contemptuously at the surrounding troops.
The other half-dragon guards also showed disdainful expressions, resting when they needed to rest and treating injuries when they needed treatment.
After experiencing the baptism of the foggy area, although they had suffered some losses, they had also developed a heavy, menacing aura.
Even the clone projection of the Transcendent Bull Demon had been killed by them. Despite the large number of ordinary soldiers in front of them, they didn’t take the encirclement seriously at all.
"Who are you? Put down your weapons and surrender! Otherwise, don’t blame us for not holding back!"
More and more soldiers appeared around them, numbering in the thousands. Finally, several lords appeared on the periphery riding war horses.
They looked at Musa cautiously and warily, not daring to get too close.
After all, Musa’s natural presence and his half-dragon characteristics were far too intimidating.
This kind of character was clearly not easy to mess with at first glance. It would be terrible if someone got taken down on the spot after stepping too close.
Faced with their questioning, Musa merely sneered in response.
He tore off the tattered leather armor on his body, revealing a torso covered in fine scales and strong muscles.
"Tell Sardo! Musa, the half-dragon leader of the Southern District Holy Spirit Alliance, is here to visit!"
At the end of his speech, Musa erupted with momentum, instantly frightening many soldiers on the opposite side into retreating.
The half-dragon guards burst into laughter upon seeing this, making the faces of the besieging troops flush with embarrassment.
However, the several lords leading the team were shocked when they heard Musa announce his identity.
Musa, as the overlord of the Southern Region, was still among the top five on the gold standings, sitting just below Sardo.
They might not know Musa personally, but they would never remain indifferent to that name.
It so happened that these people were all members of the Sardo Alliance, so they immediately reported the incident on their alliance channel.
After a moment, they received a personal reply from Sardo.
"Bring them to me."
The several lords immediately ordered their troops to move out of the way, making sideways inviting gestures toward Musa.
Musa then calmed his momentum and led the half-dragon guards forward as a tight formation.
The group headed toward the belly of the West District and soon arrived before a huge pyramid.
The height of this pyramid was at least a hundred meters, making it extremely conspicuous even from a distance.
When the several lords saw Musa looking at the pyramid, they couldn’t help but say proudly:
"This pyramid is where the S-class light pillar in the western region was originally located. After Alliance Leader Sardo conquered it, he used it as his base."
Using a pyramid as a base!
Musa couldn’t help but grow serious.
He thought to himself that this Sardo was quite bold. There were bound to be many dangers inside this pyramid, and perhaps even mysterious forces that had recently refreshed.
To use it as a base, one had to move their own territory over.
This was equivalent to placing an unstable bomb right inside one’s territory, yet that was precisely what Sardo had done.
From this alone, one could tell what kind of character Sardo was.
Of course, occupying such a large pyramid also meant having direct access to a dungeon world within one’s own territory at any time.
One could train their own troops without ever leaving home.
Whether that proved to be an advantage or a disadvantage depended purely on the level of leadership.
Thinking of this, Musa snorted, and the half-dragon guard lineup behind him straightened into a rigid, blood-tempered formation that naturally exuded an iron-blooded aura.
The surrounding escorting troops couldn’t help but retreat a distance.
After the large force entered the pyramid area—which was Sardo’s core territory—towering sentry posts could be seen everywhere.
Magnificent buildings were dotted throughout the territory, revealing a strict sense of order, but also implying heavy security.
Musa knew at a glance that Sardo was following the path of order, which matched their original guesses.
After entering the spacious main road, the muscles of the half-dragon guards—who had been overwhelming everyone else along the way—suddenly tightened.
Positioned right in front of the road stood a team of golden warriors!
All of them were tall, holding spears and bucklers. They stood as motionless as statues, yet they exuded a massive, mountain-like aura.
Clashing from a distance, their presence directly competed with and even suppressed Musa’s half-dragon guards.
Compared to them, the half-dragon guards looked like rough bandits facing regular royal troops.
At this time, the Golden Guards separated to both sides, and a handsome man walked out from the center.
His long hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and his flawless white silk gown was dotted with stars woven from gold thread.
Sardo!
Musa recognized the man’s identity the instant he laid eyes on him.
With such an imposing demeanor and grandeur, there could be no other person except the Western District Overlord!
"Musa, leader of the Holy Spirit Alliance, welcome to my realm!"
A smile broke out on Sardo’s marble-carved face. He opened his arms, looked at Musa, and spoke with a grin.
Behind him, the Golden Guards struck their shields with their long spears, producing a deafening crash as they shouted in unison.
At both ends of the road, the onlookers fell to their knees following Sardo’s words; even the soldiers and lords escorting the team were no exception.
At this moment, the view around Musa cleared.
Regardless of whether they were residents of Sardo’s territory or visiting lords, a massive crowd of people had fallen to their knees!
"Musa, the half-dragon, has come to form an alliance with Sardo, the overlord of the Western Region, to fight against Toji Hisami, the Lord of Jiuzhou Territory!"
Musa was privately shocked by Sardo’s absolute control over the lords in the Western Region; this was the true overlord treatment he had always dreamed of.
However, since it was impossible for him to receive such treatment here, what followed in his heart was a wave of anger and dissatisfaction.
He stated his intention directly and loudly.
The smile on Sardo’s face froze the moment he heard Toji Hisami’s name.
Musa finally smiled after seeing this reaction.
No matter how grand your ostentation is or how majestic you act, there is still one person firmly standing above you right now, Sardo!
It’s useless to perform like this in front of me!
I came here to form an alliance with you, to stand alongside you against that guy sitting at the very top!
What Musa was thinking in his heart was entirely accurate. Sardo’s originally complacent and pleasant mood vanished completely after hearing Toji Hisami’s name.
He darkened his face and watched Musa walk right up in front of him.
"You and I are both overlords of our respective districts. Musa, did you really risk crossing the fog to come here just to seek an alliance with me against Toji Hisami?"
"Has your Holy Territory fallen to such a pathetic state?"
"When the fog dissipates, the elite forces of our Western District will naturally compete with Toji Hisami. Why would we need to form an alliance?"
The distance between the two was extremely close. Sardo was tall, yet he was still a head shorter than the half-dragon Musa.
This made him feel very uncomfortable when looking up at Musa, causing his tone to turn sharp and rude.
However, Musa didn’t take it to heart and stared back at Sardo with a fierce grin.
"Before the first wave of the invasion even started, Toji Hisami had already arrived in the Southern District."
"Why do you think his points increased so rapidly during the invasion war? Because he already controls parts of both the Eastern District and the Southern District!"
"While you and I were still immersed in our respective local regions, he had already begun expanding across regions!"
"Sardo, wake up!"
"What is the point of building this place to look so magnificent? When the fog dissipates, do you even realize what kind of enemy you will be facing?"
Musa’s words struck Sardo like a bolt of lightning.
The Western District Overlord stood completely stunned...